Cryptopsy - Born Headless lyrics

rate me

You're not emoting:

one of us will have to dig deeper;

These are my cheek nails:

Penetration, though unclean,

can make you bleed

in so many interesting ways;

I rend your flesh and caress your fears

as you weep

Human tragedy...

Let this be a lesson to you, it's symbolic

Let this dirt define your grave

Midmortemtorment,

ornament of dandling flesh;

Why do you vomit?

You should have seen the last one I did:

I chewed it to a paste and spit it out

when I was done, yet the gummy taste

of anus still smothers my tongue

Girth control, to me, is considered an art;

Fat's fully excised as I tear you apart;

my maleficence is as deep aas it can get:

I derive enjoyment from cruel torture

and messy death

I tear your legs from their sockets

to ease my pilfering of your pockets

Better for you if you'd been born headless

Blame your mother you weren't born headless

Now that it's over, you'll be remembered,

but not missed, swathed in cerements

to keep in the precious cold

I turn and pass away in violence an gunfire;

the earth soaks up my brain...

I see myself as I've been

I see myself