Edenshade The Pathology Of Incest
We sweetly choke…
Disclosing us fragile
Question: will we be sincere
Or praise our perfect lie?
Stealing our perspective
The semen of betrayal
Infects the hands we stretch
our mouths and fists and hearts
And now beware of all the stories I’ll put you in front
of
As pain will make me laugh at all the things we took
for sacred
I’m the Pathology of Incest
I’m the Pathology of Incest
We sweetly choke…
Senseless lack of trust
Elects our fears a god
To martyr our desires.
Partake in bending fever
Assuring us, the insecure,
Will to stay is will to fear
In our next every word
And now beware of all the stories I’ll put you in front
of
As pain will make me laugh at all the things we took
for sacred
I’m the Pathology of Incest
I’m the Pathology of Incest
Absurd synthetic
non tears
We hide by ceramic
white smiles
The faceless coward
we nursed
Is suffocating us,
Is us, inside us
We sweetly choke…
Assuring us, the insecure,
Will to stay is will to fear
In our next every word
And now beware of all the stories I’ll put you in front
of
As pain will make me laugh at all the things we took
for sacred
I’m the Pathology of Incest
I’m the Pathology of Incest
