fleshcrawl
the age of chaos
See, open your eyes, take a look back Find truth in the past Your mind gliding through time Reminds you of signs once seen, but defied Trapped by paranoid dreams World inside the skull, whatever that means Lies built upon rules, reject and refuse Deny and abuse The paradox of life Preserve and destroy Heal the scars of the past Disappear into the void Emerging from the depths of a realm beyond New order to come Tessellated, low forms of life in your hands Deforming arts, a new term in this age, overcome Oblivion obtained by obliteration