Mother Knows Best

Drifting softly, off to sleep,
I've taken life, but yours I'll keep/
I take from those, who don't deserve/
But your beauty, must be preserved/

You'll never die, I promise you/
The life you had, is all you'll lose/
A painting even loses shade/
But Your skin will never gray/

Soon you'll open, those blue eyes/
That put shame to cloudless skies/
You'll try to open your soft lips/
From which no sound escapes or slips/

You'll feel the stitches as they pull/
At your sixty new lip-holes/
I promise your pain won't last long/
Try to relax, and hum this song/

Hush now child, try not to cry/
Mother's gonna wipe your teary eyes/
If this is our last goodbye/
Look for me until you die/

I make my victims hum this song/
So I can cry and sing along/
I dry my eyes with each one's flesh/
But mother really did best/

She taught me how to do these things/
To save their faces with these strings/
She said they wouldn't look like her,
Not at first, don't be deterred/

once I'm through, I'll see her then/
Never if, but only when/
Painting makeup on their skin/
Show me where my mother's been/

I stitch their lips unless their noise,
Reminds me of my mother's voice/
If they're lucky and willing,
I let them have a chance to sing/

Hush now child, try not to cry/
Mother's gonna wipe your teary eyes/
If this is our last goodbye/
Look for me until you die/

It's been so many drawn out years,
With no mother to dry my tears/
I reminisce the bodies sprawled,
All throughout my bedroom halls/

And now my moms' image is scrawled/
Across my four white prison walls/
I kill another every night/
Inside My schizophrenic mind/