methdrinker

sludge metal in the vain of dysyopia. good stuff

METH DRINKER - Two Minutes Hate

Meth Drinker - Desperation

The war is not over
The battlefields changed
I am waiting to die
Bodies butchered piles of meat
Suppressed visions of war
Malformed baby
Nagging wife
A ruined mental state
No money got no food
New York nightmare
Where one torture ends another begins
I am waiting to die

Meth Drinker - Combat Shock

A never ending corridor
Windowless
Vile smells of rancid oil and almonds
Scuttling
Running
A fly trapped against
A dirty windowpane
Shrunken head
Dingy flickering lights of utter panic
Serrated corridor

Meth Drinker - Serrated Corridor

Bitter taste of bloody stench
Loss of all feeling
Non-existent void of grotesque
Shadow throbbing and clenched
Body rigid and hooked
Aching teeth bared and clenched
Pounding skull realisation
Skull and spine out of line
Squelching of fluid
Syringe in skull
Blood matted hair
The bitter taste of blood is still there

Meth Drinker - Skull Smashing Concrete

Methdrinker-Broken Up and Used Up

Don’t care what others think. Feel free to be you

methdrinker

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