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Fragile
01:11
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I'm too fragile
To think tonight
So wash me over
With droning light
Seep into me
Sweet sleepless trance
And try to ward off
The ignorance
Turn on the TV
Desensitive me
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Shame
01:29
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I'm ashamed of my sexuality and now I wanna give up
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Labyrinth of Flesh
03:55
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Formed in shit, I am perversion in flesh
This primal lust breeds shame
Born in a body of violence and sex, into this monster I became
A hopeless beast in an open prison, inept and wallowing
My loathful lust will never subside and this guilt keeps following
I’m getting lost in this labyrinth of flesh
The mucus and folds, this swelling in my breast
Fill up and drain, I long for release
But it comes back so quickly, I cannot be appeased
So, Theseus come, cut off my cock, save me from myself
Penetrate me with the sword of Aegeus and free me from this hell
Night falls alone and my hungering grows
The time to feast comes again
I used to resist but I’ve given up since
The septennial rituals begins
They send in the virgins in so many formats but their end is always the same
Consumed in an orgy of succulent flesh at my digital altar of shame
I’m getting lost in this labyrinth of flesh
The mucus and folds, this swelling in my breast
Fill up and drain, I long for release
But it comes back so quickly, I cannot be appeased
So, Theseus come, cut off my cock, save me from myself
Penetrate me with the sword of Aegeus and free me from this hell
I want you
Why do I want you so much more than you want me?
Why do my moods all vibrate with my sexuality?
Why can’t you just tell me that you sometimes want me too?
Why don’t I believe you when you tell me that you do?
Why do I collapse when I don’t get what I desire?
Why does mere existance always make me feel so tired?
Why does my sex make me feel like I am heartless?
Why does this maze spiral on into darkness?
I have no answers
I only wander
Follow the left wall with my sex to ponder
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The Doubting Disease Portland, Oregon
The musical experiments of Max Strater.
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