my distorted innocence

ingraved in my scull I Cant rid you of my head deeply wired in my brain My vessel is the one i shed So behold me And Softly hold me My death is my inevitable fate So Be it one i cannot wait From my skin to my meat Within I will leave when its too late encompassing in the ocean of ink drenched babies Swimming in the sea of severed limbs deeply sinking roots in the bark that is my skin crawling beneath my flesh Is my wispers of thy sin Evil wispers wispers you would echo Within Within my core I try but i cant restore the twisted twisting beings crawling inside What will you find? maybe you'll finally see the Carnage In me Gasping for my breath Still Swimming in the sea of my distorted innocence