Text: Agoraphobic Nosebleed. The Poacher Diaries. Destroyed.

i wage an unholy war against your fucked up soul the
shattered illusions of a thousand nightmares preserved
in a jar of shit by god surprise you fucking lose
urine dripping from your stigmata the stench that
surrounds you gives you away and the evil moisture
that you secrete no lie no shit this is fucking war