I gave my mother a fever. She shook her fist at me. I laughed and told her how it went as she stepped on the babies toes.
Wicked mother burn in hell. Wicked mother watch me swell. My pride will drown you in your righteousness. My flame will wash away.
I heard the needle scream as he laid down on my shoulders. He welded wings to my spine and left me alone. I told him not to die but he did it anyway. fucker. I'm glad you stopped by. I really needed the help.
Now. Where shall we begin?
__________________ It's your prison. Just open the door idiot.
Surrounded by wetnurses trying to stuff broken babies in their cribs. Arsenic stufffed bottled shoved in our faces.
Laces tied together made my wife tumble down the stairs while holding our baby. Fuck you dipshit. You think you know whaqt you're doing? You just fucked with the King.
__________________ It's your prison. Just open the door idiot.
These shivers are not mine, these nightmares were not mine. Now I'm falling endlessly into your calling void. I see no end in sight and I want for nothing more. I have surrendered.
I gaze behind my tepid wastelands and wonder where it all went wrong. I'm listening to you now like no other and I'm coming for you.
__________________ It's your prison. Just open the door idiot.
