Better Living (Through Chemistry)
Where’s the thruth now? body returns to ashes where’s the love now? every jail crumbles in ruins Your body returns to dust flying to nowhere… your body goes away flying to nowhere where’s your dominion where’s the thruth now? where’s the love now?
Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Jun 21, 2026
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Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Jun 21, 2026
Just wanna be drowning in a cold deep blue space Just wanna vanish in a cold deep blue space Time and space mean nothing in a cold deep blue space Distance and measures dIsappear
Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Jun 21, 2026
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Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Jun 21, 2026
Chemical, Imbalance, god is my, physician… don’t forget to call, to call, for the refill… Falling into, artificial bliss better living, is all we need Better living… through chemistry… Impotent, and worthless I slip further, deeper, into… Month by month, a drone to all, that is, synthetic slavery… Better living… through chemistry…
Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Jun 21, 2026
(<em>Instrumental</em>)
Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Jun 21, 2026
Touching the sky closer to heaven touching the light closer to god. deprived of all senses deprived of all lies feeling less…
Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Jun 21, 2026
(<em>Instrumental</em>)
Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Jun 21, 2026
Trapped and drained should I scape weird landscapes pulling me down. Should I scape… Trapped and drained should I scape weird landscapes pulling me down. Weird possibility… slough surrealism…
Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Jun 21, 2026
(<em>Instrumental</em>)
Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Jun 21, 2026
(<em>Instrumental</em>)
Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Jun 21, 2026