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Wide eyes
Twitch under ticks and flies
No room to breathe
No space to turn and see what's left behind

You were born in the dark
Blood cysts

shit
Pop my brain like a cyst
Blood and gore is my bliss
Wanna taste this fist
Want my neck to twist
Drink your blood I insist
Love you dead, get

follower as the vessel of thine
Living blood philactery
Holy cysts and growths contain essence divine

Carve the flesh from the bone
Feast of communion

piss, fed through a tube
Cyst in the brain, blood on the bamboo
Highway to hell's littered with signs
Every last thing they advertise
I want to buy, I

cash go and bug your parents 

I hate you
I hate everything you've done to us
A MRSA cyst full of blood infection rotting pus
Your greed
You spend all

Counting Sheep

Conor Oberst

Ruminations

fed through a tube
Cyst in the brain, blood on the bamboo
Highway to hell's littered with signs
Every last thing they advertise
I want to buy, I

Lavish, that's too hot, Lavish, that's too hot
I know blood thicker than water, right
All this shit my family do to each other, man it keep me up

Drip when I walk from the blood on my heels
I drag fists on the concrete
Scraping my knuckles
I got a cyst in my throat from the cigarette smoke
I

Holtzclaw

At the Drive-In

in•ter a•li•a

2017

I got your city by the shortest crosshairs
I'll never take no, no for an answer, it's a bottomless cyst
And all you eagles dressed in parallax drag

you'll drink some till you just piss blood
It's crimson red, that I mark with my inscription
A stab wound, I'm a mad ghoul that you couldn't handle
Listen

nape
Mouth and eyes covered with tape
Enough of this
Remove the cyst
Time to tear out the tumor
We are the prosecutor
We are the executioner

Hiding

Covered with Sores

Cannibal Corpse

Butchered at Birth

1991

Bleed on me, digesting the clotted scabs
Blood thirsty
Ungodly
Passing on my curse, the spell pussing gores
Of those I infect become my loyal

Covered With Sores

Cannibal Corpse

Butchered at Birth [Bonus Tracks]

1991

Bleed on me, digesting the clotted scabs
Blood thirsty, ungodly, passing on my curse
The spell pissing gores of those I infect
Become my loyal

Come back I'm sorry
I just don't know what to

So there's chains on his ankles and his wrist
And the history of misery
Keeps on growing like cyst
All

Dr. Octagon

Dr. Octagon

Dr. Octagonecologyst

1996

blindfolded 
Gave a lady some wrinkle cream out of rat poop 
You might just laugh so hard your skull cracks 
Brain spills thick blood shooting out like

Swarming Vulgar Mass of Infected Virulency

Carcass

Symphonies of Sickness

Festering scabs, papillae and pores
Hardened carbuncles, spots and cold sores

Pick at the scab - septic blood starts to weep
Rip at my face -

at their seeping cysts
The candle flickers
Gaze deep into the flame
Your suffering is nothing to me
Skin flayed
Displayed to resurrect the Nazarene
You're

blood on this money deposit (blood on this money)
I scheme so I know how to watch it (watch it)
I keep a gun for the toxic
Swiper no swiping, you not

Feel like Horus eye 
Because I be so fuckin high 
Feel like dead bird glide 
Feel like deb that fly 
Feel like I lost my why 
Feel like blood of wine

to this earth

Black void injection
Embrace the endless heavenly black
Razorblade salvation
Fill the blood red river wide

Limbus patrum, limbus infantium

damn
Much to keep on losing blood

I'm fucking a bad bitch now
Do that make me a savage now?
I done went from an average house
To rocking some shit on my

cyst
The cause
A misguided raised fist

Enter a new phase
Lost in orange haze

A Dracula
In charge of the
Blood bank
You put him there
Your veins laid

not been produced for you

No rest for the teats, suckle every drop
Injured and infected, sebaceous cysts will form and pop
Milking machines running

As soon
as I throw this switch, you'll notice some throbbing cysts forming on your arms
and legs, pulsating with blood just like Edgar Buchanan's face. That