As The Day Rottens

Feel me, flirting

Soulless, searching

In chaos, hatred

Drowning

Finding only God

And nothing remains

In my despicable life

As I reach for the cross

Carry my name

Satan, follow

Peaceful, hollow

Addiction, needy

Fortress

Housing only me

All my pitifulness

We are exposed

Another ingredient

Rotten my day

Heal me, structure

Shameful, burning

Instructions, whisper

Seamen

Tearing up my flesh

Pouring all my will

Into your will

Now cease to exist

Rot and decay