Forced Dread (Explicit)

Ripped from the cunt of a dying world,

bathed in blood, baptized in screams.

No cradle, just a cage of razors —

welcome to the end of dreams.

Chained by law, fed lies on hooks,

force-fed guilt ‘til your bowels burst.

Your mind’s a trench of rotting meat,

your soul stillborn, your name accursed.

You crawl through **** to earn a place,

then lick the boots that stomp your face.

They brand you meat, they brand you weak —

and laugh while ****ing up your grace.

**** your hope, and **** your light,

your halo’s made of human teeth.

You’re nothing but a breathing corpse,

dragged headfirst underneath.

Forced dread — the final truth:

existence is a rape in slow decay.

Your God is debt, your fate is rust,

and mercy died on judgment day.