Malignant from Wither by Old Wharf

BORN TO EXPIRE!!
IN THE GROUND, OR CAST IN FIRE!!

This suffering it creeps inside and slowly rots the mind
Where do I take this pain of mine?
Gauge it behind my eyes
I’ve pushed my insides out
But I can’t seem to sleep at night
Crafted a prison of the mind
Reside in agony

Is it safe to listen to myself
Another day encased in the gallows
Wither me slow take out all that you see
Now bound by a hell you’ve created

End this life O death of mine and feed me to the other side.

Dissolve
I am Paralysed
Weeping & shrieking & bleeding
Redundant

My reflection in the reapers scythe
This ache hangs over me by day by night
This ecstasy of crisis fills my void
And the space that remains is just another grave

If there were signs of a resting place
I’d bleed the skies just to get a taste
I’d take your hand and pull you back to life
I won’t forgive and forget I’d rather pay the price

Now i stand on the cusp of my destruction
Defile me, then hang me out for everyone to see

This thing that eats so malignant in design
It licks its lips sinks inside and takes its time

I AM THE BLEAKEST OF BLACK!!

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