Mental Prison Lyrics & Chords By Excruciating Terror

Flatline connectors guide to this house, this home For bread and dead water and a place to call their own A billion bottles of the bristled ice and fireflies To ride the times of...read more

I dream sometimes of a brother in red. The first unborn. Perhaps the son of god aborted and tossed and a garbage bag. Life is black comedy. Slapstick and vulgarity. ...read more

I'll rip the eyeballs from your head Your innards boiled internally Cremator flays you one by one Sending ashes into eternity Dissector's good with a sharpened hook I'll gut...read more

We never ever change. We make the same mistakes. If yours gonna have roads. You're gonna have roadkill. That's the risk that it takes. Stone guns. Primitive tanks. ...read more