Visceral holocaust

Transcending life through sleeps decree This I wear shall taste debris Through rancor find serenity Visceral holocaust to see Insipid dreams were flowing red A sea of sin from cattle thats been bled Unbeknownst until the end With their backs to life they'd rather be home instead Unto the beast an image made Of broken flesh culled from the sharpest blade They say we men are wretched things So full of hate lost hope and broken dreams Infected skin Serrated grin Where was life and where does death begin? This hallowed sin Wont spoil within Reveals a path an exalted life to live The cold the steel the razor the blade The tighter the noose the faster we fade