Lyrics Born Headless - Cryptopsy

Born Headless

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 as 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