Lamb Of God

All the fucked up things trap & punish me I cannot explain my problem.
Kill my hopeless life I cannot be hypnotized. You owe me.
Push aside the veil to welcome in the visitors.
Eyes like halogen illuminate the soma peering out of spherical night mask.
Paleolithic subconcious icons lumber through dreamscape archetype of archangel.
Topside its far worse– infants painted gauze peer through murky jars;