Maturation Songtext
von Vengeur
Maturation Songtext
I say
No gods, no masters
Expect the loud performance of defying nature
My misshaped imagination
Regurgitates an imitation
A crude outline
I will submit my stature
As reassured by nodding masks
Live through exclusive dinners
Refined with cocaine and wine
Watch masculinity decline
Lifelong desires
Are built on vague resemblance
Dysphoric exigence of awkward poses
I′ll cut out
Six hundred plus inverted crosses
Where needles pierced my tender skin
Invert abuse into excuse
So, shall we finally begin?
Please enjoy, mademoiselle
Avortement tardif, au jus
However
Be wary of the enemy within
For what's on your plate resembles you
How dare one thole such coprolalia
I know
To be a woman is enthuse
Over infected genitalia
Since other traits present no use
Collapsed caricatures
Illusion of illation
We crush our bursting testicles
In feats of liberation
Not closer to a beast
Revert my hominal progression
To find oneself one must devolve
Like mockeries that speak in rancid tongues
You know they are the future
Of our splendid culture
On deaf platform united globe
How can I even have a home?
An aftermath of being high
On cosmopolitan whoredom
I haven′t heard of terror, though
They cannot show...
Yet if they did
I wouldn't bother
A slim and busty goddess
Temptation of my friends' fathers
I feel so warm in their embrace
Impenitent devotion
Beyond the throbbing legion′s power
To saturate and sate the state
I only pray
To never have to see their face
They promised...
My blood is dirtier than sewer waste
But I am worthy! I truly am!
Elect to spin and dance
In a suspended sky-high circus
Walking a rope the girth of hair
Entirely alone
I take it for reward
To smear all women of the world
In front
And with a mere mirror
I′ll spread my legs for those
Who beat my sisters' faces black
Make all regret the lack
Of intimate physical contact
They will take me to the stars
And even if the stratosphere
Melts down my fingers
I will still sit above this scum
For sure
Ennobled in ordure
I am so mature!
So endlessly mature!
So mature...
Perhaps I′m too much to endure
No gods, no masters
Expect the loud performance of defying nature
My misshaped imagination
Regurgitates an imitation
A crude outline
I will submit my stature
As reassured by nodding masks
Live through exclusive dinners
Refined with cocaine and wine
Watch masculinity decline
Lifelong desires
Are built on vague resemblance
Dysphoric exigence of awkward poses
I′ll cut out
Six hundred plus inverted crosses
Where needles pierced my tender skin
Invert abuse into excuse
So, shall we finally begin?
Please enjoy, mademoiselle
Avortement tardif, au jus
However
Be wary of the enemy within
For what's on your plate resembles you
How dare one thole such coprolalia
I know
To be a woman is enthuse
Over infected genitalia
Since other traits present no use
Collapsed caricatures
Illusion of illation
We crush our bursting testicles
In feats of liberation
Not closer to a beast
Revert my hominal progression
To find oneself one must devolve
Like mockeries that speak in rancid tongues
You know they are the future
Of our splendid culture
On deaf platform united globe
How can I even have a home?
An aftermath of being high
On cosmopolitan whoredom
I haven′t heard of terror, though
They cannot show...
Yet if they did
I wouldn't bother
A slim and busty goddess
Temptation of my friends' fathers
I feel so warm in their embrace
Impenitent devotion
Beyond the throbbing legion′s power
To saturate and sate the state
I only pray
To never have to see their face
They promised...
My blood is dirtier than sewer waste
But I am worthy! I truly am!
Elect to spin and dance
In a suspended sky-high circus
Walking a rope the girth of hair
Entirely alone
I take it for reward
To smear all women of the world
In front
And with a mere mirror
I′ll spread my legs for those
Who beat my sisters' faces black
Make all regret the lack
Of intimate physical contact
They will take me to the stars
And even if the stratosphere
Melts down my fingers
I will still sit above this scum
For sure
Ennobled in ordure
I am so mature!
So endlessly mature!
So mature...
Perhaps I′m too much to endure
Writer(s): Herman Vengeur Pańkow Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

