cherishing (the third and lowest aspect) - rotting in dirt lyrics

contain me under watchful eyes
welcome my return with fire
contain me with a welcome smile
be my blood and cauterize my mind
with your rhetoric, to staple all the pieces
with your thoughts sewn tightly to the page

shudder under ceiling
gaze upon my flesh with a kind reminder
i will linger here after i greet my own end
wasted essence glistens
your face obscured
a haunting
i indulge your fear no more