Axe Ripper - Art of Misery

I am the embodiment of everything that I despise

Observing the wreckage that's consumed my life
And turned it into a daily walk of shame
Jetting forward, my morale won't catch up
Left in the dust, never to be seen again

Sacrificed my passion for a life
That slowly feeds upon my anguish
Leaving me with a goal to drag myself
And everyone else around me into a pit of agony

Look at all the people living with contentment
The one thing that I'm missing and it makes me sick
Traded peace of mind for false redemption
Regression, depression, thrive in negativity

A career in spreading hatred and sorrow
Towards victims of my jealousy
Use them as my canvas
For my latest masterpiece

Paint them red and black, paint them a dark gray
Paint them bleak and grim with every word that I say
Paint them all the color of my routine disarray
I'm steadily perfecting the art of misery

A social poison
Vigorously flowing through my veins
And I don't need a cure
I'll spread it like the plague

Take them down a peg or two
With a brush blood red with resentment
Chisel their stature into one that fits my own
United by my infestation of affliction

Add about five coats of sorrow
Bitterness from my palette of ego
Every victim my work of art
On display wherever they travel

Gloomy museums
Blackened and tainted and falling down
Dead grass and cracked
Sidewalks stained with blood, sweat and tears

There's only one
Finishing touch left to add now
I'll open my flesh
And leave my final mark on this world