Beaten Beyond Identification (Feat. Waking The Cadaver)

Beaten beyond ID

Go ahead, check my fitful pulse
Can't you see that I'm dead with my heart exposed?
You know your death is forewarned
Do you think I care?
With your gouged eyes and singed hair

So allow me to perfect my misery
My masterpiece to fuck you up beyond ID

My pain is utilized
No gods yet idolized
Dripping adrenaline
You're wrapped in plastic again
I feed
God lends a stockpile of your sins
Into my hands
I'll give you two fucking seconds
Godspeed

I'm crafting you, twisted memories
Savage artistry, shattered identity
Torn apart
Your essence now a void
The haunting realm, where your soul's now destroyed

(Okay!)

Fracture your face
You won't survive as I rip you into five
I've mastered your fucking dead ways
You want to live
Give me one reason why
Bleeding beyond ID