Unreleased Work

Dots

I'm
Takin what you owe me
All these words they flow right through me
I'm just talkin what you stalkin
Talking talk that you're not walkin
All these doors just keep on knockin
Opportunities to hop in
Let me speak my mouth is frothing
You're my private therapist


Back street apothecary
All my thoughts are very scary
Back beat to my therapy
I roam my mind I'm very weary
Saying only what i see

Holy shit my thoughts are hairy
I'm stuck looping to this beat
I'm locking in my fucking seat


Visions make this shit real lavish
Mind incisions made to remake
All the thoughts i had at the stake
Submerge a void in my lake
Tear back the veil until it breaks
The mental coils show like snakes
They're fucking stuck until daybreak


Matter and memory this ain't the end of me
I'm coming back as a rotten ol' centipede
Tear off your arms just to make you all run from me
I never had a god he died in therapy
Joy of creation the wonder of violence
The silence it increase my reincarnation
An image of horrible scrimmage
The waters consume so I follow my lineage


Call on the psychic i really cant fight it
The mad and the sad they make sense and
The truth but there's never real proof
You're a victim of mind look inside
Cause nothing exists save your self
And the health of your wealth
Of your knowledge you're gonna die
So take your time and enjoy a full life
Don't waste it on space in which you call disgrace


Human survival is nothing but fun
All the torture and pain my adrenaline runs
On this joyride to hell all the twists
And the turns give me burns

My brain is infected with worms

Salvation through horror the
Symbol of centipede 
I am the entity
Think the unthinkable
Skin your own thoughts to
Become the formidable


Perhaps he had more than convenience in mind
When he put on this track all these sick little lines
Just rhyme
Always had problems with time
My dime
Always consumed in the climb
Reorientation of lines in my mind
That connect with the soul and depend on time
That's fine
Not like i needed them lets fucking go through
This heat again


Eyes inside my head they're all eating what i said
Others nibble talkin symbols that i dribble all around
Crazy sound
Bouncin in your fuckin bubble up and down
Play ground
Imma muthafuckin tear apart this sound
Were gonna tear yourself apart 
And were aiming for your heart 
You're never gonna fucking stop 
Until you muthafucking drop
You're gonna dance until you fall apart
And then were gonna eat your heart


Dark
Corners of your memory comin out to play with me
Flippin what I'm spittin cause there ain't nobody stoppin
All the fabric of your brain under constant mental strain
All the changes of mind are makin waves through this time
All these ripples make me see
Imma drown in all these visions.. (fade to screams)


Eat your own family
You should commit all the
Crimes against sanity
Always consumed in the pleasure of mania
Kill and then rape and then torture and mame
You don't have a real name

LISTEN TO ME

No-one but eyes in the wall hear your plea

I wanna string you up
I'm gonna take you through
Horror reality


Centipede centipede
You got a friend in me
Visions and patterns of horror reality
I don't know why but
The horror has chosen me
Lesson in session
A symbol of centipede
Centipede centipede
You got a friend in me
Visions and patterns of horror reality
Lesson in session
A symbol of centipede
I don't know why but
The horror has chosen me

Touched

Nico

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