The Amenta - Disintergrate

A feral monkey
Hung up in a sack
Scratching and clawing
Tearing at the fabric
Focus directed to the flesh
Something you can
Control, more or less

Action, reaction
Administering shirt term relief
Clawing

Obsessed with reflections
Material is all he sees

A severed thread
A grain of sand
A flickering ember
A faltering fire
A brick in a wall
Built upon
A foundation of nothing

Obsessed with reflections
Material is all he sees
Another shovel load of dirt
The weight of the world
A collusion of strangers
It's a strange world
A severed thread-mixing cocktails
A grain of sand - of
Blood, sweat and tears
A flickering ember -
I'll gargle your pain
A faltering fire -
I'll thicken your skin

Down on your knees
To plead for disease
To worship the noose
Gagging for abuse

Another haermorrhaging soul
Rejects its battered shell
Only to wake up
Back where it began

Obsessed with reflections
Material is all he sees
Another shovel load of dirt
The weight of the world

Revolving to the same
Black, bellicose, drain
No strength, no spine
Scratching and clawing