Burnside

(Mairzy doats and dozy doats and liddle lamzy divey) (A kiddly divey too, wouldn't you?) (Now, if the words sound queer and funny to your ear, a little bit jumbled and jivey) (Say "mares eat oats, and does eat oats, and little lambs eat ivy...") I feel my face decay Tell the behemoth to come and take this shit away I watch my face fall off Tell the behemoth I'll pay him whatever the cost I watch my face decay Tell the behemoth to come and take this shit away I watch my face melt off Tell the behemoth I'll pay him whatever the cost Take him by the eyes Tried to feed him to the worms and the flies I did not fuck with your life No, I did not fuck with your life (yeah) All of these people are willing for digging their graves I don't know you, do not come to my house for the praise And go hoping you're willing to pray Yeah I don't want static Bacteriophage automatic No, I do not want all that damage No, I do not fuck with your magic And try to imagine All of my enemies up in the attic Feeding off all their somatic Places that you go when other people go Jurassic God is dead He did not fuck with your life There is no fate The animals wanted the dead minds Calibrate You better gravitate all the way out of your vertebrae Before the artificial heart Before the behemoth is gonna come up and take your ass apart I am the unholy synthesis filled with the wickedness Artificial heart Fucking with Belphegor Fucking with Bonaparte Take your ass apart I am the unholy synthesis filled with the wickedness Artificial heart Fucking with Belphegor Fucking with Bonaparte I feel my face decay Tell the behemoth to come and take this shit away I watch my face fall off Tell the behemoth I'll pay him whatever the cost I watch my face decay Tell the behemoth to come and take this shit away I watch my face melt off Tell the behemoth I'll pay him whatever the cost (This is but a transition, a passing of the baton) Whoa, yes! I put the skelly in the god box Tell your fucking friends this ain't Fort Knox Fort Knox Drop four masters in a tube sock Hail Mary with the .45 up in the boondocks, yee! You must be guessing how to clean a bloodstain (yup) I guess you're plundering a rich spot Hide it in a hole like Hussein The grinders show the brain Anatomy Listen to my kill shit rhapsody (yeah) Lately I've been seeing demons floating in the atmosphere Hallucigenia worm would whisper blasphemy I see things practically Anybody tries to take me over will dramatically Find out how much of them I carry back with me (yeah) Brain is rotten with the maggot Feast on all these agonies Run it up for your majesty (brr) All you people can try to mimic the measurements of my depravity I'm fucking miserable, you couldn't last up in my faculties!