Album: Here Comes The Kraken (2009)

Into The Slaughter Basement

Everything ok
A regular life but here just me
Im a lonely guy
With the crazyest mind
I love my job
I see the pain of others
Im a proud nurse
Working on the abortion room
Why no one keep their children?

Theyre just dead
If you don't mid
Im gonna play with them.
Now they live with me
In my dark deep bassement

All theyre my sons
Don't worry this is not gore
Don't worry
Ill use them with care

This is wrong his face
Doesn't match

On maybe on her
The other ones eyes
Lets give it a try

They look good now
So much better than
So much better than
When they pretend to born

There so many parts left
Hundred fingers
Tiny arms
And those heads
Stop looking at me

Why you mess with me,
In here smells like rotten innocents
Lets just keep this between us
And stop telling me all my sins
Buring this in tiny boxes
And all…
You and me burning in hell.