「PIGMALION (Cover)」

[Intro] [Old-School Florida Death Metal, Chugging Palm-Muted Low-Tuned Guitars] [Raw Analog Production, 180 BPM, Technical Brutal Death Metal] [Guttural Growls Deep, Aggressive Tremolo Picking Building] [Intro Verse] FLESH SUFFOCATES MY SOUL! THE MONSTER IN THE MIRROR... THAT IS ME! EACH STEP DRAGS DEEPER INTO THE SWAMP! ENDLESS HUNGER! ENDLESS HATRED! [Verse 1] A PIG SQUEALING IN MY MIND! CARVING MY OWN IMAGE FROM ROTTING RIND! SCULPTOR OF DISGUST! ARTIST OF SHAME! CREATING A MONUMENT TO MY OWN BLAME! MARBLE REPLACED WITH ADIPOSE MASS! CHISELING LAYERS OF CONGEALED FAT! EVERY STROKE A CUT OF SELF-DISDAIN! PIGMALION CRAFTING HIS OWN PAIN! [Pre-Chorus] HATRED CARVED IN CELLULITE! LOATHING SCULPTED THROUGH THE NIGHT! NO GODDESS BORN FROM THIS DESIGN! JUST A BLOATED SWINE! [Chorus] MY BODY IS A PRISON! THERE IS NO ESCAPE! CONFINED IN LAYERS OF FLESH AND HATE! MY BODY IS A PRISON! WALLS OF SKIN! THE SCULPTURE OF MY SIN! [Verse 2] MIRROR CRACKS BENEATH MY GAZE! REFLECTION TWISTED IN A GREASY HAZE! HANDS THAT SCULPTED NOW DESTROY! MUTILATING MY OWN DECOY! TOOLS OF CREATION TURNED TO BLADES! CARVING THROUGH THE FLESH I'VE MADE! BLOOD AND FAT IN EQUAL FLOW! PIGMALION'S MASTERPIECE OF WOE! [Bridge - Technical Section] CHISEL THROUGH THE ADIPOSE LAYERS! HACK AWAY THE SELF-MADE FAILURES! STATUE BLEEDS INSTEAD OF STONE! PIGMALION SCULPTS ALONE! [Breakdown] IMPRISONED... IN FLESH... ENTOMBED... BY MASS... [Verse 3] NO APHRODITE BROUGHT TO LIFE! ONLY HATRED! ONLY STRIFE! THE GODS IGNORE MY DESPERATE PLEA! THIS SCULPTURE IS MY DESTINY! LOVE REPLACED WITH PURE DISGUST! MARBLE BEAUTY TURNED TO CRUST! CREATION MEANT TO INSPIRE AWE! BECOMES THE THING I MOST ABHOR! [Final Chorus] MY BODY IS A PRISON! THERE IS NO ESCAPE! CONFINED IN LAYERS OF FLESH AND HATE! MY BODY IS A PRISON! WALLS OF SKIN! THE SCULPTURE OF MY SIN! MY BODY IS A PRISON! SELF-IMPOSED TOMB! PIGMALION SEALED IN HIS OWN WOMB! MY BODY IS A PRISON! CREATION'S CURSE! ARTISTRY REVERSED! [Outro - Descent Into Madness] At night... I think of one way out... To shed this heavy mass of flesh... There's only one answer— FALL TO THE GROUND BELOW! But will the ground embrace me? Or will it push me away once more? I WAIT FOR THE END! SQUEALING LIKE THE PIG I'VE BECOME! PIGMALION... COMPLETE... [End]