The Black Dahlia Murder

in between, insidious vapor shall teem
looming so loathesome
and it seems to me like i'm dead inside
bloated corpse, propped out of tradition
i can never recall what it was i had ever to strive for as a youth
was it just to exist, autonomously?
no, we don't wanna work
we just wanna FUCK,
swallow pills and forget our curses
no, we don't need pigs like you
we'll follow the laws of our emptying veins
in this world of nothing for me
i'd be sooner destroyed
vampire youth, raise your cups to the ne'er waning moon,
let its visage ring true!
to the hearts cold and blue
we're dying each moment, FREE
we're all animals here
flesh and blood, bone and dream!