Spawn of Self Abhorrence Lyrics

Unwillingness, the dagger that shall be placed
beside my inglorious tomb
hesitating to strike my moloch, he has put me down
my cells lie mortified

I despise this sense of living
this air is too thick for me
I'm possessed b those that call me from below
the soil, oh that soil that kept on trapping me
it's collapsing
under every of my steps

I loathe and hate
I mourn and grieve,
I love the fact that flesh's getting old
I love the fact that flesh's so frail

I love cavities, humid cavities
only to watch them getting dried
I love the needle in your vein,
for its draining the life of you
but most of all, I love my stench,
hazardous and deceiving, nauseating and illusionary
Its me, I'm called self- abhorrence