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Manticore Tattered Flesh
Manticore venom tattoos my flesh
Leading the way for the reaper’s caress
I have become chimeric
Noble in my deceit and a little bit necrotic
Tearing down your brick walls
With these bare but scarred hands
Fuck you and your demands
Your heart is blacker, more cancerous
Than any in the history of man
Bury your bodies underground
I am tearing your towers down
I slaughter the way and leave a path
What is the final cost for all my wrath
My blood burns, it’s sulfuric
Like venom, fatal and true, so goddamned psychotic
Carve your name after flames
Burn to the bone and all is gone
Play the game, it’s all the same
Celebrate pain with this song
I cannot wash the blood from these hands
Can someone tell me what the fuck I am?
And I feel so bubonic
Contagious in my heart, black and blue, a little bit chaotic
Sacrifice is all I have
The devil is in details
I have no soul to sale
If God knows humor, it’s sick as fuck
I remain in my own personal Hell
Rest with the bodies underground
Rotting away six feet down
I refuse to show fealty to you
Look me in the eye and tell me I’m cruel
I shatter the foundations
Tell me, where is he now? I can see no salvation
Carve my name after shame
Burns me deep down into the ground
Place the blame, it’s all the same
Celebrate pain without a sound
Tattered flesh and bitter vines
They wash away the taste of your lies
Accept the embrace of the demon
And tattoo me with manticore venom
Beneath the moon
And impending doom
I wait for wraiths
To carry me away
I’ve taken what may come and then some
Someone tell me what the fuck I’ve become
Covered in lacerations
I have followed the trail, the clear path to damnation
Spitting poison in your face
Bile green mucus drips from your chin
Tell me, when do we begin
The fists will fly in the raging storm
Under eyes of angels indulging in sin
Rest with the bodies underground
Rotting away six feet down
Bury your bodies underground
I am tearing your towers down
Carve your name after flames
Burn to the bone and all is gone
Play the game, it’s all the same
Celebrate pain with this song
Tattered flesh and bitter vines
They wash away the taste of your lies
Accept the embrace of the demon
And tattoo me with manticore venom
(c) 2015 Frank Green
Leading the way for the reaper’s caress
I have become chimeric
Noble in my deceit and a little bit necrotic
Tearing down your brick walls
With these bare but scarred hands
Fuck you and your demands
Your heart is blacker, more cancerous
Than any in the history of man
Bury your bodies underground
I am tearing your towers down
I slaughter the way and leave a path
What is the final cost for all my wrath
My blood burns, it’s sulfuric
Like venom, fatal and true, so goddamned psychotic
Carve your name after flames
Burn to the bone and all is gone
Play the game, it’s all the same
Celebrate pain with this song
I cannot wash the blood from these hands
Can someone tell me what the fuck I am?
And I feel so bubonic
Contagious in my heart, black and blue, a little bit chaotic
Sacrifice is all I have
The devil is in details
I have no soul to sale
If God knows humor, it’s sick as fuck
I remain in my own personal Hell
Rest with the bodies underground
Rotting away six feet down
I refuse to show fealty to you
Look me in the eye and tell me I’m cruel
I shatter the foundations
Tell me, where is he now? I can see no salvation
Carve my name after shame
Burns me deep down into the ground
Place the blame, it’s all the same
Celebrate pain without a sound
Tattered flesh and bitter vines
They wash away the taste of your lies
Accept the embrace of the demon
And tattoo me with manticore venom
Beneath the moon
And impending doom
I wait for wraiths
To carry me away
I’ve taken what may come and then some
Someone tell me what the fuck I’ve become
Covered in lacerations
I have followed the trail, the clear path to damnation
Spitting poison in your face
Bile green mucus drips from your chin
Tell me, when do we begin
The fists will fly in the raging storm
Under eyes of angels indulging in sin
Rest with the bodies underground
Rotting away six feet down
Bury your bodies underground
I am tearing your towers down
Carve your name after flames
Burn to the bone and all is gone
Play the game, it’s all the same
Celebrate pain with this song
Tattered flesh and bitter vines
They wash away the taste of your lies
Accept the embrace of the demon
And tattoo me with manticore venom
(c) 2015 Frank Green
Published 26th Mar 2015
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