Somatically Incorrect

There are no bonds between a mastermind of Armageddon
 And the ones who vomit forth their fabrication
 Of a life that is blinded by lies
 Funny how it all works out
 This is my chance to control
 You're lying on the shards talking to yourself
 Your innards exposed
 Laughing uncontrollably, crushing your anatomy
 Delusional psychosis has its grip on me
 I just cant fucking wait
 I have the upper hand to do whatever I please
 I'm in love with the fact that you're looking at me
 While you take your last gasp of air
 Crawl back into your comforting hole
 Keep promising yourself that salvation will come
 I really don't think you know the life that you could have
 Just keep thinking everything will be all right
 Keep thinking you can hide from destiny
 I'll keep haunting every move you make
 Let me inside your mind
 I prefer you to defend yourself
 Schizophrenia interrupts the scene of attention
 Let's see how long this will last
 It's normal to dismember, it's normal to contain no regrets
 For what i have caused and the dramatic effect
 My vision's spinning my nose is bleeding
 Everything is slowly distorting
 This is somatically incorrect
 Through hell you will walk to even get the slightest moment of peace
 You haven't even gotten anything close to what you deserve
 It's set in stone and putrefaction will be my oxygen
 Recite your pledge to death and don't forget to die
 Choke on the false hope