Organic Canvas Songtext
von Darkane

I live for what you would call filth and disgust
Someone′s loss of blood will power and light my veins
I will paint the colour red all over your pitiful world
I have the knowledge of making art of your pathetic body

A precise stab in your spine and your body is paralysed
But your vision still works, you can witness the pain
You only see it as cut wounds, I consider it art
Painted in the flesh a quick snap and the lights are out

The absence of skin and the tearing of flesh
People will be shocked by my new exhibition
Ten different pieces of agonising death
I'm in position, I′ll recreate what's left


You think my work is done with rage and hatred
But you are so wrong, it is done with passion
I carefully select what will be my organic canvas
Mankind need to discover the beauty of agony

What am I becoming?
What have I become?
Here I am, becoming the final work (A burning self-portrait)
Why am I becoming what I am?

You seem to find my expressive art so shocking
Those who discover my work never really seem to appreciate it
Watch me perform this masterpiece, nothing gets more real
My signature written in fresh blood

What am I becoming?
What have I become?
Here I am, becoming the final work
(A burning self-portrait)
Why am I becoming what I am?