Staring at the obelisk
Bleeding from an orifice
Transmuting identity with keystrokes
And violent fits
We've been holding on
To these atrophied memories for far too long
Slipping into this
Darkness, an uppercut
To the cranium
I've been spewing
Too much poison
I need to slow down
Slipping into this
Darkness, an uppercut
To the cranium
You've been losing
Some rough skin
Lately, we need to slow down