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God​|​Glass

from Malign by PlasticBag FaceMask

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The floor creaks under your feet
Drowning out the silent roar
Eyes gaze barely from a safe distance
Rooms, floors, memories
Shifting, sifting

Empty bed
Never slept
Floor littered with words
Walls littered with fears
Ceiling caving in
Crushing all I've said
Accustomed to the dark
Ceased my struggle
Stopped the begging
Forgotten freedom
Gaping mouth
Jaw unhinged
This darkness swallows me whole
I hear my mind dripping on the floor
This is unrelenting
I feel a creature living in the shadows beneath my eyes
Hiding
Dark circles

Tormented hearts, repeating
Missing pieces, stolen
Punisher; relentless, unmerciful
You're trapped! Imprisoned
Fouled the incantation

Stories plastered on the walls
Dripping to the ground
This building sinks lower in hell
Taking shape based on your will

Secrets found in a red velvet bag
Will you ever see your friends again?
No one could guess this is what life had in store,
So unfair and cruel but this isn't life anymore
Those you knew changed
Growing outward, grasping and reaching
Like vines, twisting around the trees, killing them

Murder
Premeditated
Resignation
Withering

Forgotten the use of friends
Hydrate on the blood that forms in my mouth
Bubbling sores
Feast on the flesh that is presented
Get out of my head
Fuck

Stories plastered on the walls
Dripping to the ground
This building sinks lower in hell
Taking shape based on your will
It's alive because of her
They died because of her
The men are just puppets
Pulled by their own unraveling seams
Living an endless cycle
Empty torment

Whose eyes are these that watch
Never seen
Know they're there
Patiently linger
Passionately suffer
No longer seeking a light to blind me
The darkness has blinded me enough
Dead trees in the wind
No more leaves to give
Scars make up my whole body
Thick
Calloused
I hoped to get used to these feelings
But I never have
And I don't think I ever will
This feeling of dread that rises inside me
Becomes my gravity
And crushes me until I give in

Secondary witness, experience death
Find sympathy
Agonizing thirst, fatigue, hunger
Pretty little noose
Inviting deathbed
Be swallowed whole
Welcomed with open arms, claws
Vice grips in eternity of rot and decay
Your new friends are here
No more smiles, no more laughing
Eyes staring infinite
The company is full

This feeling of dread that rises inside me
Becomes my gravity
And crushes me until I give in

Will you ever find your friends again?

Now I start to feel it
The nightmares are beginning

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from Malign, released December 1, 2013

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