The sour taste of acid down my throat The remnants of putrid vomit on my tongue The fucking smell of a breath The content of a stomach suicide The surge of my acidity The rage, resentment and hate Which your ill ways flood inside my veins I vomit forward your face You may mistake this for a suicide note I will not bend my knees Life will not prevail I shall forever spit in your face Non serviam Lex talionis bitch When a wish is to purify myself To deeply cleanse my body My soul and my flesh From all that has been The only way to clean this self To wash my hands of it all Of former belonging and of the decadence The decadence that is you Purging this entity blank Stripping this soul bare From the stench, the disgust Purification must be done The sulfur air echoes the answer The key, the solution The sour taste of acid down my throat