Текст песни The Malignant Portrait - Goldenseed

Staring at an empty wall
My eyes are fixing a non existing point
Where light seems to vanish
Alone in this chamber of torture
I imagine my world
In a canvas made of concrete
In which I paint my cross-eyed deviations
A malfunctioning body
Is my only tool
Quivering hands, a bizarre deformity
With flabby brushes an artwork I'll make
Mirrors gushing out blood
Scars secreting black sperm
Holes enchained in torment
Tentacles growing out from a lucid sphere
The infamous portrait I'll hang it reversed
Upside down, downside up
Alone in this chamber of torture
I imagine my world
In a canvas made of concrete
In which I paint my cross-eyed deviations
A malfunctioning body
Is my only tool
Quivering hands, a bizarre deformity
With flabby brushes an artwork I'll make
Framed in a cage of fragile gnarled bones
Sumptuos decoration on the wall of shame
Another product of my imagination
Another reflection of my decomposed face
Another depiction of blind insanity