Now that this séance of mimics’s well on the way Them purdy girls hellbent to play A game of keeping hell at bay But at a prize never worth the pay
Well the monkey see and monkey do Posing, sobbing martyrs tossing stool Inhaling all this potent fuel Still the essence’s lost in seductive rule
It Came from the Brain! It spawned but wouldn’t slay – Both deaf and dumb Why they came in the first place it just couldn’t say It Came from the Brain!
And so the sickling rides this train of thought Derived derailed and cheaply bought And while them tits ‘n’ ass still rue the day There’s still a price I refuse to pay
See this slaughter of all is nothing more Then but an insult born and delivered whole To the likes of me and you living for This fire scoldering the burning soul
It Came from the Brain! It spawned but wouldn’t slay Another whim born – Born From the boredom of a brain! It Came from the Brain!
There below, there in the afterglow There’s a horned little fella left in the cold
With a mind bent to defile the blind Now get a sweater and crawl back here Between the spinal cortex and some of the thoughts today He’s the benevolent worm thinking words on which I prey
It came from the brain!
Never mind learning the tools of trade From head to toe in black leather today But with the skin to show to prove you’re not effeminate in any way War painted succubus seductive and horrific tart Infesting invocating hate within the realms of unrelenting artTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.