Inhumane Existence - Portraits of a Decaying Body

Here you are in my cellar, tied up and naked
You'll remain in my darkness, awaiting a painful death
I'll keep you alive as long as I can, no one will hear you yell
Step by step you'll be crumbling
Erase my injuries

Eaten
By worms one by one
Disguise
I will take your fucking mask of
Liar
Drop your act
To see you rotting
Is feeding my inspiration

I will paint a portrait
Mourned into fear, painting of madness
Steps of your decay
Sinking skin in your blood
Worms are coming in
Crumbling and attractive
Without masquerade
The fiction becomes real

Close to death, this passion is misunderstood
Now tortured and agonizing, I won't feel any sorrow
My brush is still not tired of your hemoglobin
Please witness my art forever, immortalized by culture

Eaten
By worms one by one
Disguise
I will take your fucking mask of
Liar
Drop your act
To see you rotting
Is feeding my inspiration

I will paint a portrait
Mourned into fear, painting of madness
Steps of your decay
Sinking skin in your blood
Worms are coming in
Crumbling and attractive
Without masquerade
Let this illness be

The canva's alive
Fed from your own fears

I feel the worms inside, inside of me

Above
The rotting blood, he gazes me
Attracted by my own death
And attracted by his final masterpiece

Lingering
Infected by worms
Lost within
Infected by worms
Around my organs
Infected by worms
And my brain
Infected by