PILE OF BUTTERFLY WINGS
(music and lyrics by heretic prime)

a narcissistic gaze
the blurring of the days
the numbness of your ways
the coward in you prays
with no one that can hear
delusion in your fear
and it has become clear
theres no humanity here

watching, their time decaying
waiting, but just delaying
hoping, the light is dying dying
praying

wasting, the minutes passing
writhing, bodies amassing
rotting, as i keep laughing laughing
dying

seeing, but never learning
believing, theyll soon be burning
being, but never growing higher
grieving

worthless, common and vapid
targets, with minds so tepid
meat for, im oh so hungry hungry
harvest

as i watch, all the ants, as they writhe
and i know, with their lives, they shall tithe
all the same, so pathetic, without worth
i shall pluck, them like petals, off the earth

and every day that passes by
i pull the wings off butterflies
they whisper your name in pain
whisper your name in pain

and everything i tried to be
now victim to misanthrophy
and caught in a hunters game
theyll whisper your name in pain

all that i have in me
drunken on apathy
pulling the very worst parts from out of me
laughing as my tears fly
a devastated smile
this will come to pass no matter how hard
no matter how hard i try

and the soul, leaves my eyes, for a night
just a stare, no compassion, in this might
and my prey, doesnt even, have a chance
once selected, then dissected, in this dance

and every scream that passes by
i pull the wings off butterflies
the pieces they snap and writhe
bodies all break and die

the stainless steel on which they lie
now drowned in crimson holy wine
the rain that puts out this fire
rain will put out this fire

rain
it will rain and rain

worked my art so viciously
what they were, now history
intoxicating victory
of a night that no one will ever see

as i come back down to earth
burying the pieces of them in the dirt
human again, with ammunition to fake another day
amongst all my prey

and every day that passes by
i pull the wings off butterflies
they whisper your name in pain
whisper your name in pain

and everything i tried to be
now victim to misanthrophy
and caught in a hunters game
theyll whisper your name
in the rain

and into the pile
the ever growing pile
and into the pile
and my widening smile

whisper in pain
whisper in the rain
whisper in the rain