Violence Heals — Beyond Dawn

Are you breathin' Right here under my nose The air has turned so pungent Like being inside the restless cars Or the bodies they pick from the pavement And I shudder, I am sickened By my presence like a narrow-mind routine As I'm trying to disappear Into a self-supporting cloud of nicotine

Here is the scene Where infinite beings Must rely on his hands and knees

As night turns the shape Of the creatures obscene I really do hate their existance Surpassing themselves in the ugliest ways