Testo Dolor

The sword is an extension of my arm, my arm
My purpose of existence is to harm
To hurt, then wound, then scar, then scar, then scar
The existential war, it called
The evil isolation of the star, transition of the park
Envisioning the dark, the dark

Dolor, dolor, dolor He [?] the spikes
To suffer is to be alive
Dolor, dolor, dolor
What currency is a minute of your time?
The color of your evil eyes

Minus my mind eye
Mindlessly walk, time after time
Kindness is drawn-out
Violence is nice, I-I, I-I
The way [?] dies (Stupid, fuck)
In stone, you stay materialized
Sedated by the science you combine
Seduced so many evil skies
I still love you, I still love you, I still love you, I still love you I still love you, I still love you, I still love you, I still see the sign
Come be with me forever in the night
The weight is heavy, crest divine
Commute with an intention and a sign
[?]
I still love you, I still love you, I still love you, I still love you
Dolor, dolor, dolor
(Is this what all the heartache is for?)
Dolor, dolor, dolor

Purifying, suffering, suffering is purifying
Pain is a privilege, what would we be without it?
Purifying, suffering, what would we do without it?
Pain is a privilege, suffering is purifying
Terrifying, suffering
Purifying
Suffering, suffering
Stay with me
Purifying, suffering, suffering is purifying, and you
Pain is a privilege, suffering