undercut

sane closed my head shut now that i am painted black

everything i am is gone like you pushed me

i burned

my hand closed now i close my soul from behind

now

every time i wonder if my sodomy's gone

repent my undercut

sewn shut nailed

to myself

crushed ever deeper i am dead there's no belief

time

to try more to care nothing more i care now

everything is done undone to keep myself a whole

try

believe myself believing everything i want

repent my undercut

sewn shut nailed

to myself

time to give myself peace everything brought on leave

i try my hardest and there's too much now

every time

there's no truth all is gone this part of you

my

friend send my friend now is gone but you'll see

stained black neck and bloody hands ohh i am

damned i

am

there's a dead whore at my feet there's nothing

give me my head nothing more i am dead

see my fate my

soul my element is whole

every one done no belief

sadness and an open dream

unsure these books all read

death is fed through absent grief

all these pages no

one sees five years and a smoking gun

now my blood it

thinkens and it all stops now