North Of Hell

No beauty in a rose who never bloomed
To never wilt, nothing to pursue
No recollection of the past
Just an overwhelming sense of déjà vu

Pushing myself to the brink
I want to break
I want the pain
I want to feel all that I'm worth
I'm fucking dead down to the nerves
How could I flourish with my neck in the dirt?
Rot

South of heaven
North of hell
Bound to you
I'd rather suffer
South of heaven
North of hell
Bound to you
I'd rather suffer

Another fucking excuse to sink myself into comfort
When the cruelty was no longer something I could put up with
Cut my throat
Make it hurt
Put my teeth to the fucking curb

No beauty in a rose who never bloomed
Bloom
No beauty in a rose who never bloomed
Bloom

Crumbled like an effigy
Serrated edge against my teeth
Crumbled like an effigy
Serrated edge against my teeth
From the womb into the morgue
I am an experiment of God

Pushing myself to the brink
I want to break
I want the pain
I want to feel all that I'm worth
I'm fucking dead down to the nerves
How could I flourish with my neck in the dirt?
Rot

South of heaven
North of hell
Bound to you
I'd rather suffer