Lyrics
I awake remembering
I wake up with memories.
Nothing the next day,
Next day, I have no recollection.
My nostrils assailed
My sense of smell is overwhelmed.
By the stench of decay
A strong odor of decay surrounds me.
Dreams of dismemberment,
I dream about dismemberment.
Fantasies of torture
Fantasies involve torture.
Mopping up affords me a
Cleaning up brings back memories of death.
Reminiscence of death;
Reminded of death while cleaning.
Gooey bits and pieces
Only gooey bits and pieces remain.
Are all that is left
Physical remnants of a violent event.
Stench of rot: uplifting smell
The smell of decay is strangely uplifting.
Someone's dead or at least unwell;
Indication of death or illness.
What little is left smells impure;
What remains emits an impure smell.
Who did this? I'm not sure
Uncertain about the perpetrator.
No conscience interferes with
No guilt or remorse for memories of blood.
My memories of blood;
Unburdened by conscience regarding violent memories.
PSI energy remains
PSI energy persists in the absence of a human.
Where a human once stood;
Mark where a person once stood.
I equate its suffering with
I associate suffering with the endurance of a ghost.
The longevity of a ghost
Comparing suffering to the duration of a ghost.
Who lasts the longest
The one who endures the longest.
Is who suffered the most
The one who suffered the most.
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