Hell Two
Velvet Acid Christ Lyrics

Blood stained hands
My hands are covered in blood as a result of the violent actions I have taken.

Rust is eating my skin
The decay within me is gradually eroding my physical being and manifesting itself as rust that is spreading all over my skin.

The decay is clear as day
My physical and mental decay is self-evident and apparent to anyone who takes the time to observe me.

But no one sees decay
My decay, despite being clear and inescapable, is perceived by no one as people prefer to look at my good qualities.

They all see roses and flowers
People would rather see the beauty in things and ignore the truth of my violent and decaying nature.

In a circle of showers
People tend to group themselves together and shower each other with compliments instead of acknowledging harsh truths.

The dark hour approaches
A time of darkness and reckoning is coming for me and I am beginning to feel it approaching.

In the locked mind
The darkest parts of my psyche are locked away from the rest of the world, as they are too unpleasant to share.

In which no light gets in
These locked parts of my psyche are devoid of any light, goodness or positivity.

Where the red is redder
In these places of darkness, intensity in the form of the color red increases to the point of shuddering violence and foreboding.

Like a cut in your skin
This feeling of intensity is like a cut on your skin as it deeply wounds and touches you.

Like gravel in your skin
The sensation of this intensity is like that of sharp gravel piercing through your skin.

Like a hemorrhage in your forehead
The intensity of my psychological pain is extreme and manifests itself in the form of a hemorrhage.

Like a broken blood vessel
The psychological torment I face causes me immense physical pain, like that of a broken blood vessel.

That's leaking out your side
This physical pain manifests itself in the form of physical wounds that are constantly oozing out blood.

Like it's leaking on the floor
My blood, which symbolizes my life force, is slowly but surely spilling out of me onto the floor.

Like the lie
The truth about the pain and the ugliness of my situation is that it is just one big lie.

Zero gravity, I'm bleeding
The physical pain that I feel is so intense that it feels like I am bleeding even in zero gravity where there is no gravity to sustain me.

In eyes, in rust
The corrosion and decay within me is all too visible in my eyes that seem to be rust-colored.

Decay and rust
My inner turmoil and decay are manifesting itself in the form of rust that is consuming me.

In temporary, in sickness
My psychological decay and pain are only temporary and will eventually lead to my physical and mental demise.

In sickness, in sickness
The extreme psychological anguish and pain that I am feeling cannot be cured by modern medicine, and are making me incurably sick.

Who is your eyes
Doubts of my own identity and worthiness replace my natural wonderings about who someone else’s eyes may be.

Peel off your skin
To fully uncover and understand the pain and suffering of a person, one must peel off their layered exterior.

Break the sound away
I must silence my surroundings to fully immerse myself in my own suffering, in order to feel it more deeply.

For another fucking day
I must keep up with the agony that I am feeling, even if it is for yet another day, by doing all that is necessary and not giving up.

Lost nights, lost days
I’ve given everything, including time, to this never-ending cycle of decay and decay, but nothing has come out of it.

Break away kiss the ground
Freedom from this cycle of pain is only achievable if I break away from everything holding me back, even if it means accepting my own destruction.

Sigh
My pain is too intense for words, and the only thing I can emit is a deep, traumatic sigh.

In faking, aching, breaking
Although there is no actual solution or fix for my suffering, my façade helps me to bear with it.

Lying in vomit and piss
I am in such an abysmal shape that I cannot control my own bodily functions, and lie in disgust due to vomit and piss.

In the shotgun barrel we sit
All those going through the painful cycle of decay are susceptible to ending up in an unlucky position just like a person caught in a shotgun barrel.

Wait for another thousand years to get this
There is no end to the atrocious cycle of pain other than waiting forever, just to have to experience it all over again in the next thousand years.

Kiss this
My own destruction is an inevitable result of the cycle of decay, leaving behind only negative emotions that are incredibly hard to handle.

Fourteen days
Fourteen days signify the intensifying and irrationality of the mental decay I am experiencing.

And I lie it down
Despite feeling guilt and shame for the pain that I'm putting myself through, I fall down and continue to lie down in my desperate attempt to survive.

And it feels so bad
The pain and suffering I am enduring feels horribly wretched and unbearable to me.

That you never get high
No amount of drugs or medication will offer any kind of comfort and relief from the psychological torment I am feeling.

Feels insane as it cuts your skin
The psychological pain is unbearable and feels like something that is just as insane as cutting oneself, leading to physical harm.

Blood and maggots crawl within
The physical pain I feel is so severe that even blood and maggots are crawling in my skin, as if my body is rotting away from within.

A life force ends
The cycle of decay that I am going through will eventually end up destroying me, leading to the end of my own life force.

A notice on your back
Although other people may notice the pain and suffering that I am going through, it is only my back that truly carries the physical and mental harshness of my condition.

Right across your neck
The notice of pain is sitting heavily across my neck, making it difficult to move or breathe.

'Cause I'm bleeding
The constant physical and mental torture that I am facing is leading me to continuously bleed out.

A hemorrhage
My physical decay is the result of a massive hemorrhage, causing immense pain and difficulty.

In the same way
Just like how I can’t change the rot and decay within me, I am also unable to change my ways.

You never change
No matter how much I try to change, it is impossible to escape the cycle of pain that I am trapped within.

Same way you never change
Just like how I can’t change, others too seem to be unable to change their dark ways.

Into your pain
In order to fully understand the pain that someone is going through, one needs to immerse themselves into the darkness and experience it.

After fourteen days
After fourteen days of decaying and suffering, all that’s left is an endless cycle of pain.

A million fucking ways
Despite there being countless ways in which people can suffer from pain, there seems to be no real cure or way out of the pain that one undergoes.

Sleep
Despite the endless cycle of pain, even I am able to find some kind of relief in the form of temporary sleep.