A trip through hell, japanese style... what more can i say... (2005)
It's about some time i spent in the segregation wing of New Hall Prison while i was on remand, and suffering from an undiagnosed serious mental illness...
Heart stopped beating, beating
Sense retreating, treating me
To a keel haul through the dark recess of fortune ill
And horror known though nameless still
That squirms and claws the soul
Bleak mother what have you become
Izunami, f***, help me
Chained in the dark in pain
Izunami, god, nightmare
Your children know no shame
Sweat is freezing, freezing
Cold diseasing, seizing me
By every pore and hair that stands on end,
this sickness grasp, oh craven wish
in desperation still, to sail that sea
from which there is no further shore
Izunami, f***, help me
Chained in the dark in pain
Izunami, god, nightmare
Your children know no shame