Hideous Indignities from (s)innocence by BRANNTSHATZ

A little soul got captured in a vessel made of grease
Straining to contain the brawl within
Silently convulsing, suffering the injuries
Listening to the resonance, a choir that won‘t decease
A single meaning for a name
A thousand scathings to be blamed

Humbling, the words you cried
These hideous indignities

The little soul was captured in a pool of shame
Striving with the urge to disengage
On the verge of self-effacement prances idle facelessness
Eerily and patiently it‘s lurking to attain

Sickening, the words you cried
Names become inflationary
These hideous indignities

What you say is what you get
(Hideous indignites)
What you say is what you set
(Hideous indignites)
What you say is what you get
(Hideous indignites)
What you say is what you set
(I will not be minimized!)
What you say is what you get
Hideous indignites
What you say is what you set
Hideous indignites
What you say is what you get
Hideous indignites
What you say is what you set
Hideous

You won‘t get me mortified
O, you‘ve become inflationary
By hideous indignities
Eponymous malevolent tumoresque disease

Vandalize
Antagonize
Brutalize
And demonize
Vandalize
Antagonize
Brutalize
Until it dies

What you say is what you get
Hideous indignities
What you say is what you set
Hideous indignities
What you say is what you get
Hideous indignities
What you say is what you set

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