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KoRn - Here to stay



This time, taking it away

I've got a problem, with me getting in the way,

Not by design

So I take my face and bash it into a mirror.

I won't have to see the pain (Bleed, Bleed)

This state is elevating, as the hurt turns into hating.

Anticipating, all the fucked up feelings again.



The hurt inside is fading

This shit's gone way too far.

All this time I've been waiting

No I can not grieve anymore.

For what's inside awaking.

I'm not, I'm not a whore

You've taken everything and oh I can not give anymore.



My mind is done with this

Okay, I've got a question.

"Can I throw it all away?"

Take back what's mine

So I take my time, guiding the blade down the line

Each cut closer to the vein (vein, vein)



This state is elevating, as the hurt turns into hating.

Anticipating, all the fucked up feelings again.



The hurt inside is fading

This shit's gone way too far.

All this time I've been waiting

No I can not grieve anymore.

For what's inside awaking.

I'm not, I?m not a whore

You've taken everything and oh I can not give anymore.



I'm here to stay (bring it down) [x4]

Bring it down [x4]

Gunna break it down [x7]

GUNNA BREAK IT!



This state is elevating, as the hurt turns into hating.

Anticipating, all the fucked up feelings again.



The hurt inside is fading

This shit's gone way too far.

All this time I've been waiting

No I can not grieve anymore.

For what's inside awaking.

I'm not, I'm not a whore

You've taken everything and oh I can not give anymore.



Give anymore. [X4]

Gore obsessed minds,

Surround the innocent soul,

Slowly the child is torn limb from limb,

They whimper with joy as they see the flesh tear,

During the child’s scream,

One executor grabs hold of the offspring’s arm,

Slowly a saw grinds against the bones and sinew of the offspring’s wrist.



Hand of Innocence is now completely severed off,

The innocent one’s scream rises,

A hand of malice slips into the wound of the freshly amputated arm,

Fingers slide around the wound until a bone is found.



A grip is created on the now exposed bone ,

Another mutilator grabs the opposite arm,

The two predators nod at each other,



1

2

3



A strong, yet quick jerk pulls the bone of the open wounded arm out a bit,

The blood gushes out along with the muscle that is attached to the bone that separated its self from the flesh of the youthful,

Pain engulfs the child,

Tears slowly drizzle down the offspring’s face.



Blood races out of the horrid mutilation,

The color of the living innocence drains from the child,

A final breath,

A final whine,

The final movement.



An axe is raised off the unsteady ground,

The hands of pure wrath swing it down into the corpse’s flab of flesh that is dangling off the shoulder,

Clean cut.



The body is prepared,



Flesh is cooked,

Meat is roasted,



The human child is now the most delicate and delicious meal.



The murders bring in the offspring’s parents.

They walk in,

A smile to the destroyers is sent from them.

“I would like the meat to be well done”

Says the mother.



By: T.W. Freak.

-A Burden To Bear-

By: Freak T.W.



Dire Mutilation,

Pride decapitation,

Self-inflicted maim,

The anthropic mind,

For it will never divulge the the secrets of the liars eyes,



So many words spoken in whisper,

Every prevaricated word leaves a hidious blister,

Lethal hate of the humans,

cause foggy words to summon,

With that,

Malice,

Ill-will,

And spite come on,



Dire Mutilation,

Pride decapitation,

Self-inflicted maim,

The anthropic mind,

Of mine.



2006