conditioned for the concrete
an icy slab of ruptured grails
it grows colder every night
marinated in sliced animality
raised with a sense of duplicity
the needles pierce harder
layer the streets with flesh
the slices grow thinner with every cut
jaded to the knowledge of flames
i live to be fucking burnt
i dig to find an answer
but its already dead
i only love what i cannot have
i only kill the ones i love
pray for the orchids
may they be planted when the slices cease
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never been a big death metal fan but this is actually super accessible for the genre, has fun concepts, and personally i'm always a fan of albums with short tracklists and huge runtimes (for individual songs) Great time, good jumping on point for newbies too. alienasu