Mycelium from Mycelium by Hectic Polarity

Spores planted on my skin
Fruiting madness
Insanity from the source
Mind of blackness

Colonized! Terrified!
Right where you want me
Suicide, every time
You lay your hands upon me

Petrichor will never be beautiful
You've taken that from me
Blinded by your cruelty
Never taught how to see

Mycelium!
My hands are bound
Mycelium!
I can't make a sound
Mycelium!
I'm so afraid!
Mycelium!
I am a slave!

Mind like a trigger, a loaded fucking gun
Escape is impossible, the hellfire has begun

Words become so violent, I play the punching bag
Out of darkness, I see your form, every nightmare ever had

Petrichor will never be beautiful
You've taken that from me
Living without existing
There is no me

Mycelium!
My hands are bound
Mycelium!
I can't make a sound
Mycelium!
I'm so afraid!
Mycelium!
I am a slave!

Mycelium!
My hands are bound
Mycelium!
I can't make a sound
Mycelium!
I'm so afraid!
Mycelium!
I am a slave!

• Metal
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