All Life Expired

by 31 Solus   Jan 16, 2004


They have me tied to their chair
For their Masochistic Traits
Bleeding Cuts and Sores
The hooded Figure Waits

My Kneecaps shattered
Tired of all the pain
My mouth without a tongue
Another b*stard slain

Think Primitive
Live Primitive
Kill Primitive
Die Primitive
Primal Instinct

My burnt Skin peels
Wh0res dance in my head
Every breath brings pain
I wish I were dead

A plastic bag over my head
I gasp for my last breath
All I breathe is blood
Now I embrace death
Silence tastes so good

Think Primitive
Live Primitive
Kill Primitive
Die Primitive
Primal instinct

My rotten corpse
Filled with maggots
Put on my best suit
And dance for them

The pain that left me
The day that I died
The best painkiller
Is suicide?

Think Primitive
Live Primitive
Kill Primitive
Die Primitive
Primal Instinct

We are Primitive!!!!!!!!!!!

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