Blame Ella - Lonely Woman Lyrics

ULTIMUS CENSOR
Your breasts squint tormented into space,
Your shrunken vagina misses occasional fillings,
The futility of your existence atomizes your soul.
The mirror's reflection makes you horror-stricken,
Flesh appearing inanimate reminds of death.
Your man left you shamelessly,
Gave another woman preference over you,
Who bewitched him with cheap lures.
Your wept-out eyes hurt,
Narcotics soak your spirit with dullness,
Imminent collapse giggles expectantly.
A pack of woodchucks whistles the tinnitus.
Your end is near.
One reach. Well hundred pills at once.
The end.