Expurgation Euphoria
Aborted / Sven De Caluwe
As time passes by you inhale your last breath
With every shot you march one step cleser to your death
Just a leprous mongrel digging his own grave
And paving his way through a pile of misery
Atrocity of man, symbol of decay
Intricate solution, sepsis sets in
With every shot and evey high your end seeps in
The euphoria you seek marks your atrophy
Iodine reeps and marks your destiny
With an artificial high your skin bleaks,
Insert the needle, again and again
Expurgating abscess, hemoglobic decay
A rotten mess, you finally became
Expurgation euphoria, untill the bitter end