Congestive Art-Failure — Yakuza

emaciated figure appears in the grave yard a forest a vision burn liquid fire so clear the black emptiness tranquility filth of once past purity

your lack of emotion your black-hearted soul obsessed with rage your suffering your pain to live to deceive the lies shallow hallow fate scabs of despair fall you gluttonous thief envy the weakness conquest is game strike fear in all the dank fulfiled hollow fate despair

the burning in my eyes squeeze the life out of this one you will fall you fucking prick we've seen those who just fall away just fall away

emaciated figure appears in the grave yard a forest a vision burn liquid fire so clear the black emptiness tranquility filth of once past purity