Sanity Clause

By Tymo

On The Art of a Maniac

Released on February 5, 2022

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Strained internally, my heart is pumping boiling acid through my veins

My flesh is rotting off my bones

Choking on the insanity

My conscious has no more room to exhale

Murdered more each and everyday

Another knot in my noose then I down a bottle of pills to fry away my mind

Or hang myself to snap my neck in fucking two

Vitals are fading

Sinking deeper

I'm a new born corpse

Buried beneath the dirt, I awaken to my hell

The scent of death fills the holes in my skull

The demons come to strip my soul away

Torturing and raping what is left

Pulling off all of my flesh and my limbs

Feeding me to the hell hounds

Burn for eternity, I belong to Satan

Hell is here, I will never lay to rest

Another razor blade

Another bottle of pills

Another hanging rope