Erik Leviathan

Would you listen to my sadistic harmony creeping out of this wicked melody? Considered depraved. Generally twisted. Personally, I THINK I AM QUITE GIFTED I learned to make a hymn from a wound. Put a pretty little chorus inside something doomed. I learned to smile when the room turns sick. Turn misery into music and make the ugly STICK. You wanted honesty? Then open wide. There's something beautiful rotting inside. Don't look away. You came to see it. If pain is an art I'M THE ONE WHO BLEEDS IT. THIS IS ONLY THE INTRODUCTION True agony for your consumption. Sweet little sickness with a filthy production. Call me depraved. Call me twisted. Personally I THINK I AM QUITE GIFTED I put the poison where the hook should be. Now you're humming Along with misery . A little disease with a rhythm and rhyme. Something disgusting you'll be singing by the end of the night. I don't need saving. I don't need clean. I just need something ugly enough to make you scream. Don't turn away. You're already in it. If madness needs music GIVE ME THREE MINUTES THIS IS ONLY THE INTRODUCTION True agony for your consumption. Sweet little sickness with a filthy production. Call me depraved. Call me twisted. Personally I THINK I AM QUITE GIFTED SADISTIC! HARMONY WICKED! MELODY! DEPRAVED! TWISTED! Personally I THINK I AM QUITE GIFTED! THIS IS ONLY THE INTRODUCTION True agony for your consumption. Sweet little sickness with a filthy production. Call me depraved. Call me twisted. Call me whatever helps you sleep with it. Personally I THINK I AM QUITE GIFTED