Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Born Headless, artist - Cryptopsy. Album song Blasphemy Made Flesh, in the genre Date of issue: 23.11.1994
Record label: Galy Records - Earhertz
Song language: English
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 |