Thrown on the Compost Pile, Left to Decay

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From the moment we met

You were my final choice

Everyone would have bet

That we love each other

So no one would ever bother

They adore your lovely voice

But it is ugly to me

I wanna rip out your vocal chords

I’ll restrain you to see

Your face being sliced by my swords

Bleeding and screaming in pain

I commit the misdeeds of insane

Between eggshells and mold is the place for you to be

Rot you fucking piece of shit

Atone for your ridiculous style

Superficiality is your doom

You know I don’t like it

Now taste your fucking bile

Your once so shiny life will forever rest in gloom

Painfully paralized

I scratch out your eyes

I have known right from the start

That you are a snake in the grass

Now as I tear you apart

Guess what will be left of your lies

Yeah right, bones and slippery mass

Have you finally realized

There you lie, completely dismembered

I’m staring at you, I’m done

Here rises the moon, there sets the sun

That’s nature, make sure to remember

Artificial were you

Now you lie dead

They adored your lovely voice

Thrown on the pile to decay

Thrown on the Compost Pile, Left to Decay © Lukas Schaub 2011

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