I cannot wait to see your [bad word] within
share of stench of your guilt
In this hysterical addiction
I shall discard your deceit
My soul is burning as your flesh crawls
Ripped from your burden of grief
Too tired to mourn and too sad to care
Just get the [bad word] out of here

Crawl in me
Inside my veins you're burning still
Grow in me
But my heart you're dead for real

Get inside my house of grief
Here's where I want you to be
Decaying slow a frantic [bad word] 
Towards the end of your dreams

The last time
Those years were all in vain [bad word] save my soul

Craving 'till your last breath
But still demanding respect
Just like a doll I see you falter
Shattering fragments of guilt
But I'm so tired of your blathering
Of your constant lies of your sickness
Let me close the door on your memory
And watch you burn inside my prison

Feeble legs are fast to [bad word] 
In a constant reverence
Save your prayers for tomorrow
'Cause today drown with me