I am a lion behind a gate
to be a predator without its pray.
I am the monster beneath your bed
(patiently)
waiting to stain your mattress red.
I am the voice inside your head...
.
I'll be your martyr, your first real game.
We can hide inside drying from the rain.
I bring unique pleasures, but with disdain.
And back it up with no sense of shame.
Your skin was soiled, orifice glazed.
I pry inside, I find myself tamed.
My brain is riddled by binge and rage
but my heart stands firm...
Cause it's completely paved.
.
I am a lion behind a gate
to be a predator without its pray.
I am the monster beneath your bed
(Patiently)
waiting to stain your mattress red.
I am the voice inside your head...
.
Feed me bullshit. Lie to my face.
I don't mind the games, I don't play anyway.
Born to die. Die to mate. Mate to kill. Kill to mate.
Your skin is soiled, orifice glazed.
I am lost for words, once nothing to say.
My brain remains maimed, the brain you saved.
My heart stands firm...
.
I am a lion behind a gate
waiting to turn the world around me into pray.
I am the monster beneath your bed
(Patiently)
waiting to stain your mattress red.
I am the voice inside your head...
.
Feed me bullshit. Lie to my face.
I don't mind the games, I don't play anyway.
Ware down your tools. Curse my name.
Forfeit your game. I am unfazed.
Born to die. Die to mate. Mate to kill. Kill to mate.
Born to die. Die to mate. Mate to kill. Kill to mate.
I am the monster beneath your bed.
credits
from B(r)ANE,
released April 20, 2011
Words and Music - Joe Phipps
Guitar - Eric Hudson
Keyboards and Choir - Brandon Deering
Dark electronic music gets warped and clobbered on the latest from Author & Punisher. Brooding, cutting, and claustrophobic. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 18, 2017