Mother Earth, Mother Whore

Room 14, we have a 21-year-old woman
First hospitalization
She has no family
Her mother raised her alone
And died of cancer 4 years ago
She lived in foster care until she was 18
The onset of the disorders was brutal
She presents a psychotic crisis
With a delirium centered on her body
She has visual hallucinations
That evoke Ekbom's syndrome

She sees insects running on and under her skin
She tried to cut herself
Several times to get them out
She tells us that the enemy is inside
That it's always inside
Maybe she unconsciously refers to
Her mother's cancer
She cared for her until the end
She also talks about a
Dark man who is present
In Every room she enters
He stands still, looks at her
She doesn't describe him as a threat
He just smiles as soon
As she starts cutting herself

Draw the sketch of frenetic retaliation
They follow the winding path of vice
Crawling under the rubble
Rivers of scarlet essence
Slaves to petrified time
I'm obsessed with your stench
Mother Earth, Mother Whore
Your caresses stump me
Mother Earth, Mother Whore

I hear the absence of her steps
Her fleeing voice and cries
While the vermin swarms
Drain every place so you never find rest
Burn every possible shelter
Lie to the priest in white
Until it's my turn to bow to the constellations
Time slows down in complete silence
Only one way remains

The stitches slowly close the cursed lair
A sanctuary of disgust where unborn souls rot
Evil will be contained in this suffocating
And sweaty swamp
Leaving dry the desert landscapes
Everything stops behind this closed door
The end of the chain
Your name dies with me