My soul must be tainted.

[colemanite_flakes]

I am so frustrated I have tears in my eyes.

 

This fucking keyboard won’t even type right.

 

This feeling in my stomach goes straight to the core.

 

I’m so primordial I need to lash at something more.

 

This hate I feel can’t be controlled, I am at the very threshold

 

My muscles are twitching and little things make me scream

 

“I want bring this world to its god damned knees!”

 

You tell me that my pain, it’s all in my head.

 

Then why the hell do I puke every time I get out of bed?

 

And lay in the shower, wish I could be devoured

 

By the hot water that is my only relief.

 

I get the feeling I’m to be making my goodbyes

 

I’ve “lost so much weight” is the outcry

 

I’m so fed up with this life that I lead

 

I can’t do this much longer I must concede

 

My sickness inside me, my monster within

 

Is going to kill me in the end, much to my chagrin.

 

Pretty soon I am sure that it will all fade to black

 

And then well see if my soul’s back on track.

[Preprise]

Intense!