The sour taste of acid down my throat
The remnants of putrid vomit on my tongue
The fucking smell of a breath
The content of a stomach suicide

The surge of my acidity
The rage, resentment and hate
Which your ill ways flood inside my veins
I vomit forward your face

You may mistake this for a suicide note
I will not bend my knees
Life will not prevail
I shall forever spit in your face

Non serviam
Lex talionis bitch

When a wish is to purify myself
To deeply cleanse my body
My soul and my flesh
From all that has been

The only way to clean this self
To wash my hands of it all
Of former belonging and of the decadence
The decadence that is you

Purging this entity blank
Stripping this soul bare
From the stench, the disgust
Purification must be done

The sulfur air echoes the answer
The key, the solution
The sour taste of acid down my throat