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Dying Fetus

Enlighten Through Agony

 

Enlighten Through Agony

(album: Make Them Beg For Death - 2023)


Due for castigation
Your mouth fuels hatred strong and pure
Punishment deserved
The suffering will cleanse you more
To learn about your place
Where you dwell and will reside
Your suffering extensive
Tenderizing your cowardly hide

Hearing all the cries
Of other mortal souls surrendered
Screaming for forgiveness
Resigned to the fact that you are cornered
Submission to punishment
Enduring new levels of pain
Needless sacrifices
Leaving the world of the sane

Your blatant contempt
The penalty is due
Trample your hypocrisy
Enlighten through agony

Your vanity's forsaken
Reality smacks that vision down
Coveting the fiction
That your voice, an acclaimed sound
Painful remorse
Of what you could not see
Excruciating reminder
Of the council that you received

Looking down your nose
At the peasants as they hurry
Obvious disdain
Tempting their ire and fury
Like a bunch of insects
A much different world from yours
Not like the elite
Running in circles entitled and bored
Time to learn the truth
Of what people would have for you
Sickening results
A life of anguish and torture hold true

Toxin that you spew
The privileged crew
Cream of the crop
Removed from the top

Cut off at the knees
This is just a first course
Everything on the table
Your behavior removes remorse

Disgust in others, you feel
Your skin, slowly, we peel
Your loathing is at an end
Tormented soul will descend

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