Decadent & Desperate

Beat down, fucked up. I'm drinkin' blood from the devil's cup. Now what you tell me. I can't even get shit for free. Hey girl, I'll have to go. Ain't got no money so let's go slow. In my room, this living hell. A living hell in the shit motel. Decadent and desperate! Fair play, crack's your pay. Shoot me up and make my day. Oh yeah, way to go. You really are a damn good ho. Oh yeah, at the shit motel. How I love being stuck in this cell. Fucked up in a shit stained sty. Everything they ever said was a big, fat lie! Decadent and desperate! You're such a fucking dog! Looking for your special drug! Decadent and desperate! Beat down, fucked up. I'm drinkin' blood from the devil's cup. Now what you tell me. I can't even get shit for free. All right, come on. In a year or two we'll both be gone. Who cares how sweet? Your pain's gonna taste when it falls to shit!

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Nov 10, 2025

I killed my muse yesterday, or was it yesteryear? And I built you the great machine to amplify my fear. Would it matter to you if I say nothing as I walk away? Did you know you're a soul predator? So fucked by the great machine. The perfect instigator. Redeem, redeem, redeem!!! I can see you down below. I can see what you really are. I can see the one who stole my soul. You're nothing, just another scar. False though I may be. I tried so hard, so long. Now it's time for me. How could I be? In this ugly light of truth. My slumber finally came undone. The devil is inside of you. None of this was ever true. (What if) I could open up to you. Like a big black stinking hole. With sexteen thousand screaming demons Tearing at your soul. (But you wouldn't care) I want to see you knee deep in the shit you pulled me through. I want to make believe I'm dead so you can feel it too. My muse is a dead soul. My muse is so cold. My muse has a heart of stone. My muse is dead and gone. My muse has the voice of God. My muse is a beautiful fraud. False though I may be, I tried so hard and now it's time for me. Help me up so you can bring me down, how could I be so wrong? Help me up so you can bring me down to hell where I belong. Your absence makes me way too wicked... You presence makes me you way too wicked... We're just way too damaged inside.

Submitted by SerpentEve — Nov 10, 2025