© 2025 Furbifier Seven gears grind in the soul machine. Seven mouths scream in the static stream. This is the system. This is the sin. Plug in. Bleed out. Let it begin. What the fuck! Why me! Save me! Wires twitch with hunger’s flame, Skin on skin, no face, no name. Pulse like pistons, red and raw, Lust is law — break the jaw. Grind the hunger, gorge the void, Stuff the soul 'til it's destroyed. No taste, no stop, just endless need — A mouth of wires as Gluttony feeds. Hands like hooks, never full, Steal the spark, strip the skull. Gold in veins, rust in breath, Greed won’t stop — not even death. You rot awake, you stall, you fade, A ghost inside the mess you made. I am the weight behind your eyes — Sloth is the reason you never rise. Engines scream, no calm, no grace, Fists like hammers, break the face. Wrath is war, pure overload, Burn the path, explode the code. Mirror glitch, want what’s not, Copy soul, corrupt the thought. Envy crawls through every line, Rewrite yours — make it mine. I am god, I am the core, Bow before the circuit’s roar. Pride ascends, no need to kneel, Truth is mine, the rest aren’t real. You can't escape — you're wired in deep. The gears grind loud, you choke, you weep. No exit signs, no final breath, Just endless loops of living death. No second chance, no plea. No purgatory waits for thee. Trapped for all of time, no key to the door — Drenched in sin. This is the end.
