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Anhedonia

by Lifes Punishment

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1.
Comfortable lie In a twisted pretence Only fools Bare their soul to a Harpy princess Lilith, Mahalath Deceptive warmth of skin Alluring, Concealing The icy cavity within embrace intoxicate Feasting on despair Affection is the lie In which you capitalize When a soul has nothing left Bereaved and bereft Fill the void with highs Willingly pay for the lies Four walls Empty and hollow The curtain falls A bitter pill to swallow Lilith, Mahalath Deceptive warmth of skin Alluring, Concealing The icy cavity within
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Dead Sun 04:46
All my sins... Fall The husk... Shatters Drown ... In madness Humanity... Peels away Numb... To any touch Resigned... To the void Time will tell if it doesn't kill first Will you know yourself before you reach a hearse The sun will rise for now No worthy host to take a vow Those who make themselves beast The pain of human obsolete Time will tell in this broken shell Architect of my own hell All my sins... Fall The husk... Shatters Drown ... In madness Humanity... Peels away Numb... To any touch Resigned... To the void Time will drain in a life mundane Every God damn day the same An uncomfortable shift makes me twist In a world I cannot exist The dying sun rapidly sets - there was no one This dying son was already done You have your sentence to serve (In your flesh prison) We get what we deserve
3.
I'd like to chain you to a chair and scream into your skull until you understand your grotesque indulgence is warfare Corrupt crown. get off your high horse or we, the people, will cut you down Drink the venom, the poison we spit Self serving tyrant so full of shit I'm sick to my death of the side effects of your contact The parasite that refuses to die, the waste of life and time I'm sick to my death of the blinders you wear, delusions within A world in which incompetent dicks with silver spoons are made kingpin Corrupt crown. get off your high horse or we, the people, will cut you down Drink the venom, the poison we spit Self serving tyrant so full of shit
4.
No more games No more love No more laughing No more fun Out of time Out of patience Out of fucks Out of line My final words to you Corrupted nerve tissue Broken down before a breakthrough Another failure before another My final words default Plunge the wound into the salt Robbed of my resolve Another failure before another My final words define Exhausted life in decline In a Generation of swine Another failure before another
5.
You were always there like cancer Years ago I cut you out Betrayed by blood, denied the answer To burn that bridge for good A drain on those who love and hate Sucking on the withered breast long spent Privileged, sheltered life of the ingrate A burden I cannot tolerate You are fully grown But take like a child Selfish parasite Your victims are blind With the tables turned Could they survive? Dreams cannot sustain human beings
6.
You're really fucking dead to me now And I hope that your world comes crashing down Don't bother Crying out You're all out of favour, I'm not your saviour Halo on your head, is a fabrication of my making Time denied, corrupted beholder Absence makes my heart grow colder You're a glutton for your pain You expect me to care when you gorge on it anyway Sun on my back but my shoulders are cold You've made your bed now lie in the mold Leave me alone, go away, fuck off Halo on your head, is a fabrication of my making Time denied, corrupted beholder Absence makes my heart grow colder Leave me alone, go away, fuck off You're really fucking dead to the world Your children have aged you, disengaging No one really gets what they want Always loveless marriage, I disparage Halo on your head, is a fabrication of my making Time denied, corrupted beholder Absence makes my heart grow colder
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released February 15, 2023

Joel A. Jennison

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Lifes Punishment SA, Australia

What is lifes Punishment?

It is the strange and terrible sounds born from the temporary being known as Joel Jennison, an introverted living-cartoon last seen licking some whiskey off the spine of some buxom crumpet... somewhere in South Australia. ... more

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