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 scabs and 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