VERY OWN FRANKENSTEIN
WRITTEN LYRIC I'll be splitting you're dome wide open bouncing your head off the floor kicking and screaming but what for I will seal you in your own home in the floorboards you'll be a memory locked in your own home a prisoner for eternity I'll even taxidermy mummify for someday I can come visit my friend we'll be together again u an i (my very own Frankensteins mess I have created so many shoes coats assorted nice things shiny trinkets from everybody automotive vehicles human remains in my graveyard I'm inhuman in every way)x2 remove your insides with a rusty spoon as seen in the description in the horrorcore magazine step by step removeing each organ to hold and rub with my hands in and out of it human blood consuming pouring out of your groanings an moaning and blowtorch shut heart still beating in agony suffering soul out to me of how you have a vicus at home and Spud the dog will be starving shut up put a balled up sock in your mouth (loner) excuse me sir I am insane I am here literally to pick apart your brain with tweezers pulling out bits and pieces of it cooking it and feed it to you on horse tranquilizers and some downers you didn't feel a thing Im feeding you bits of your own brain "this is good" you be like "what's the recipe" I'm like you can relate to it trust me I'll put your head together again with a pair of shoelaces from your sneakers you are wearing hmmm you look like you missing something like bolts on the sides of your neck (my very own Frankensteins messes I have created so many shoes coats assorted nice things shiny trinkets from everybody automotive vehicles human remains in my graveyard I'm inhuman in every way)x1 I replay scenes in my head out of order of what I did to you pin to the chair belts over wrists and ankles to hold you there hold u unclothed u I grab and squeeze your face knife to your temple I hold the blade to your face why you crying it's simple more physical than mental clamp snippets off your middle fingers and bamboo under your remaining fingers death groans from the pain Epsom salt under your nose you snapping out of unconsciousness to consciousness an EMP pen of adrenaline in your chest cavity to keep your heart pounding we just got started and I'm only beginning on my mouth on your mouth clamp wided open in your head with your tongue is swinging while you're screaming DEAD MEN TELL NO TALES and this is why I'll burn in hell you living here now I'll cuddle in the mess with you my corpus keeping me warm at night arms around me I'll be the little spoon this is right so nice (my very own Frankensteins mess I've created so many shoes coats assorted nice things shiny trinkets from everybody automotive vehicles human remains in my graveyard im inhuman in every way)x1 quick turn off the camera cutscene where's the recording devices to play backwards in my head when I'm resting in my head in my bed psychogeni in your ear lobes until they bleed
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WRITTEN LYRIC I'll be splitting you're dome wide open bouncing your head off the floor kicking and screaming but what for I will seal you in your own home in the floorboards you'll be a memory locked in your own home a prisoner for eternity I'll even taxidermy mummify for someday I can come visit my friend we'll be together again u an i (my very own Frankensteins mess I have created so many shoes coats assorted nice things shiny trinkets from everybody automotive vehicles human remains in my graveyard I'm inhuman in every way)x2 remove your insides with a rusty spoon as seen in the description in the horrorcore magazine step by step removeing each organ to hold and rub with my hands in and out of it human blood consuming pouring out of your groanings an moaning and blowtorch shut heart still beating in agony suffering soul out to me of how you have a vicus at home and Spud the dog will be starving shut up put a balled up sock in your mouth (loner) excuse me sir I am insane I am here literally to pick apart your brain with tweezers pulling out bits and pieces of it cooking it and feed it to you on horse tranquilizers and some downers you didn't feel a thing Im feeding you bits of your own brain "this is good" you be like "what's the recipe" I'm like you can relate to it trust me I'll put your head together again with a pair of shoelaces from your sneakers you are wearing hmmm you look like you missing something like bolts on the sides of your neck (my very own Frankensteins messes I have created so many shoes coats assorted nice things shiny trinkets from everybody automotive vehicles human remains in my graveyard I'm inhuman in every way)x1 I replay scenes in my head out of order of what I did to you pin to the chair belts over wrists and ankles to hold you there hold u unclothed u I grab and squeeze your face knife to your temple I hold the blade to your face why you crying it's simple more physical than mental clamp snippets off your middle fingers and bamboo under your remaining fingers death groans from the pain Epsom salt under your nose you snapping out of unconsciousness to consciousness an EMP pen of adrenaline in your chest cavity to keep your heart pounding we just got started and I'm only beginning on my mouth on your mouth clamp wided open in your head with your tongue is swinging while you're screaming DEAD MEN TELL NO TALES and this is why I'll burn in hell you living here now I'll cuddle in the mess with you my corpus keeping me warm at night arms around me I'll be the little spoon this is right so nice (my very own Frankensteins mess I've created so many shoes coats assorted nice things shiny trinkets from everybody automotive vehicles human remains in my graveyard im inhuman in every way)x1 quick turn off the camera cutscene where's the recording devices to play backwards in my head when I'm resting in my head in my bed psychogeni in your ear lobes until they bleed