"The Inertia" lyrics - ABORTED

Watch it scream!

Eyelids scrutinize in this portrait of idolatry and rot
Her body so fragile, now in post-mortal hands
I am retouching the essence of feminine refinement

All soothing scalpel guided me to my vision
The era of the vane lilled the beauty of creation

Motionless
Paralyzed with awe
Your face
A canvas untouched

Blooming like a cancer, narcissistic nightmare
Maleficient and repulsed at your own sight

Eyelids scrutinize in this portrait of idolatry and rot
Her body so fragile, now broken by my hands
I am retouching to the essence of repulsion

What is vanity but a shell yearning to be cracked
A shattered dream chased by the misfortuned

Aging atrociously, accelerated by a vision
A vision of skin consumed

The era of the vane killed the beauty of creation
Blatant display of plasticine horror

And the big mass is impressed
You are so beautiful, crafted by the finest hands
Torn apart by the finest tools
Put back together like a menstrual soup

You are so beautiful
Lit disgust to my eyes at dusk
You are so pitiful
Your face tainted and deformed

Eyelids scrutinize in this portrait of idolatry and rot
Her body so fragile, now broken by my hands
I am retouching in a tell-tale of drama caught