Brainchild Lyrics - Singles - Bloodlet

Persecution of compassion 

cold sabbath 

a dying man in a dying room 

alone with a demon 

the souls of your indiscretions 

hold your rage 

he is 

the key that 

set them free 

cold in his hell 

fear of failure 

so you were forged 

from the hammers of gods 

underhand glance reeks of vengenance 

insignificant 

alone in his hell 

I can hear him thinking 

but i can't 

listen 

Brainchild of humanity 

suffering through his intellect 

mental scarification 

treasonous thoughts 

and his demons shriek 

never to be thought of agian 

until 

the next time 

I taste it bitter and bland 

as watered betrayl sifts across my mind 

sifts 

sifts across 

sifts across my mind 

doors in the heavens 

lead to tunnels in the mind 

where brainchild wades 

through the pissfountain 

searching 

for his lost 

loves 

black shape of the nexus 

controlling force 

face of stone 

face of stone 

unflinching 

unheard 

unloved 

whore