Disembodiment

Johannes FLORIAN

I'm incurably sick from your illness
Because for so long I've been bound to this squalid life
Now it's time to be cleansed again

So I defy to bathe in human soil
Got my own shell to tear away from slavery
Create my hell

Throw me in the deepest hole
Still my spirit is free

In this state of life
There is the chance to be someone you cannot supervise
Your deal:
Come in and shed your skin to be of purity
We deliver the perfect dirt

But I defy to bathe in human soil
Got my own shell to tear away from slavery
Create my hell

You're plague's too weak to pester me
I smother it
Even if it's pouring to the core
Now I'm counteracting
The antitoxin to survival of mankind
Mental disease plus the tiredness of life
Just add the apathy to be thrown in the deepest hole
Still my spirit is free

The shape in which I'm dwelling
Allows me to tolerate this sick infection
So I am excelling in blaming your plague to pester me

I'm disowning
I'm alive

Whether this were genuine mankind?
I hereunder postulate my inhumanity.

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