Trepanation

Sewn shut hematic eyes The flesh is ripe and I dilate Perceiving the malice Leads me to abdicate God, only dirt runs in these veins All I can feel is the hate Dress me up in tourniquets Shred the bones and scab the teeth Bored out skull feels so alive Alive I am alive I am alive I am alive I am Dead, and buried in Hell Prosthetic eyes don't remind me The affliction is all too real The scabs and the bones and the blood can't define me Make them bleed Make them bleed one by one Kill Kill your master Dilate The madness is growing Plastic bloodline is showing Siren song for mutilation Cut, cut, cut No recognition to Dress me up in tourniquets Shred the bones and scabs and teeth Bored out skull feels so alive Pull the skin tight to its cage Draining blood through vacant eyes Bored out skull feels so alive I'm alive I'm alive I'm alive I'm alive