Dormant Ordeal - Poetry Doesn’t Work On Whores

Dormant Ordeal - Poetry Doesn’t Work On Whores Taken from “The Grand Scheme of Things“ album [Selfmadegod Records, 2021] Album preorder: Bandcamp: Facebook: Selfmadegod Records: ---------- Lyrics: POETRY DOESN’T WORK ON WHORES Weight of the negligence Doused with ill-intent Stone-blind march to the heart of depravity Vicious mind equals vile needs Void between the hearts of the living Cold dire space Purity tied to pole, then set on fire By garbage empty shell Desecration of a bond Trust deprived of essence Turned towards the unsettling ways To reject, disrespect Bleeding heart, bleeding mind To burn its eyes, burn their color Wreck its spirit, kill them all Won’t forget, we won’t forgive Hope that flames soon knock on your door Poetry doesn’t work on whores Circles on sand spiral out of the area Increasing discomfort zone renders inferior Dismay feeds on darkness res