Androgynous death's head spilled out on the bed Of all the dreams you've sold yourself I'll bet you're glad this one is dead Look at me, I'm the mirror to your disease Look at me, I'm your unborn masterpiece Scoop it out, throw it away Suck it out, throw it away If you ever regret anything, it won't be getting rid of me You broke the animal mold Thank fucking god for your cannibal soul A suffocating symphony of hypocrite voodoo mind control But this is what you wanted, this is what you asked him for Such a simple process to such a little whore You made your bed, now lie in it Cradle deathbed, lie in it If you ever regret anything, it won't be getting rid of me Almost had a reason