Listen to Writhe by Richard Charles Stevens (New Disease Suite)

Listen to New Disease by Spineshank

Writhe again
Writhe again
Writhe again
Ride again
.
Squirming
(Squirming)
Surging
(Surging)
Lurching
(Lurching)
Scourging
(Scourging)
.
Squirming
Surging
Lurching
Scourging
Urging forth
All force converging
Merging with the flesh
Meshed to attest
Each undressed breath
Insurgent
Verging on insane
The pain is less inflamed
When entertained
Untamed is the beast
Which creeps with fleet
Through labyrinthine veins
Locked within unblinking gaze
Powerless to shrink away
Know not what to think or say
And ignorance is bliss
.
I feel it writhe
Beneath the sheets
Know well the kind of heat it seeks
Serpentine
It slinks
It coils
Purging ink
To reap its spoils
.
Ride again
Writhe again
.
Even in this shrinking space
I feel relieved to drink the taste
Sourness of its sweet embrace
The flowers in its kiss
My pale lips purse
To lift the curse
And peek beneath its veil
Inhale the stale air
Thus declare allegiance to prevail
Bleed it into every sinew
Feel malfeasance discontinue
Herein to congeal the tissue
Gripping blackened lung
.
I feel it writhe
Beneath the sheets
Know well the kind of heat it seeks
Serpentine
It slinks
It coils
Purging ink
To reap its spoils
.
I feel it writhe
Beneath the sheets
Know well the kind of heat it seeks
Serpentine
It slinks
It coils
Purging ink
To reap its spoils
.
I scale the rungs
To height of bane
Introduce the light again
All terrain
To cauterise
While saucer eyes
Delight again
Blighted air exhale
As I breathe frailty back to life again
Then wait until the dead of night
To writhe again
(Writhe again)
Wait until the dead of night
To writhe again
(Writhe again)
Wait until the dead of night
To writhe again
.
I feel it writhe
Beneath the sheets
Know well the kind of heat it seeks
Serpentine
It slinks
It coils
Purging ink
To reap its spoils
.
I feel it writhe
Beneath the sheets
Know well the kind of heat it seeks
Serpentine
It slinks
It coils
Purging ink
To reap its spoils
.
Nobody
Nobody
Nobody
Nobody
Changed my mind
And it leads me to a new disease
Somebody
Somebody
Somebody
Somebody
Let it die
But it still becomes a new disease
.
Nobody
Nobody
Nobody
Nobody
Changed my mind
And it leads me to a new disease
Somebody
Somebody
Somebody
Somebody
Let it writhe
But it still becomes a new disease
.
(Writhe again)
(Writhe again)
(Writhe again)
But it still becomes a new disease
.
(Writhe again)
(Writhe again)
(Writhe again)
But it still becomes a new disease
.

Richard Charles Stevens

Keeper of The Crimson Quill

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