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VxB α
04:08
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I am dead, yet I live
my dreams massproducing wreckage-based gifts
spitting, swallowing, see if I care
on my knees so prone to begging, my throat's a nightmare
so what's your problem?
Fucking start!
I'm a good kitty
I open up
Death, death - your cheeks blush, red eyes
Death, death, death, on your lips and on your thighs
I want you to hold me as I'm cumming
I don't want to think about shit, even if it's just for a second
You're so graceful and malevolent - just like my mother
I mastered faking innocence - just like your father
wet nurse, envious, invited intruder
glow stress, burning dress, saliva-phosphor cruiser
I got Doujin-master magic - celestial-style
teaching all the little sphinxes the pleasures of denial
Faint into nothing, so close to afterlife
tounge twister swansong, status: exorcized
so what we're solving is like math
Be a bad creature - fuck me apart
Apoligizing for the fact that I merely exist
outside it is raining blood, I'm stitching up my wrists
tearing out my gagball, the secrets I'd reveal
apologizing for all the ideas that I conceal
tearing out my locust wings, that's when I'll become
one massive fucking leech determined to suck out all the fun
beneath my pastel pyramid with my mortal remains
resides a toxin that floods souls rather than brains
Tentacles, tentacles - lost at sea by myself
Tentacles, Tentacles - I'm beyond feeling myself
Look who's finally found a way to feel somewhat happy
don't you dare diss my metamorphosis or I will call my daddy
to help me finance all my shit and get rid of my sorrows
No need to mention all my shit is stolen or borrowed
I want to express, not generate
Want to exhibit the weakness, towards which you gravitate
So whip me - oh - so cruely,I deserve to be strangled
fuck this body till it's blue and bleeding onto your ankles
cigarette burns and the traces of a scythe
self loving overflow - selfworth cirumcized
albino cameleon, it hit's so very hard
but it's the lyric that eventually helps us kickstart
kalaidoscopic eyes and prisms of voyeur
no matter if real or not, just assume that they're there
so you lead into the next live wearing a single glove
the sky is ours - death from above
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VxB β
03:57
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Put Grabage online - voilà - bourgeoisie upset
like they never got the news: Inspiration's fucking dead
spitting image of me: your paranoia's slave
chillaxing with dead girlfriends inside virtual estates
fingering your amygdala with my fingerless gloves
smiling seductively terrifying, teaching kids to floss
so stab me with your fucking knive, kill all the shit within
and by the way have fun trying to stab a skelleton
I reject reincarnation succubi loving my scene shit
screaming "breakdown" at the abortion clinic
so for anyone who cares, here's my ASL
Too old for you, confused as fuck and somewhere close to hell
Focus on this - Focus on that
Sweet talk the smartest one you know
devastate consensual
I bend the shape - ourouboros
so much fun but no disgust
Open me
feast on me
I'm wating
I'm ready
Cook my bones
Crush my skull
draw from me
till you're full
I will transcend right now
take my mind
pull it out
focus now
but this time
all my pain
is all mine
kicked open sarcophagus - morning wood and rot
cultist gimps crave answers, cheeks ready for a shot
like dollar-store Molko I whip up my nancy boys
auto-erotic sacrifice amongst my pleasure toys
self-loathing shits obeying as you preach
As I'm helping Hathor pick out her favorite leash
begging as enlightenment, set ablaze with holy touch
one thing you'll never get is why I love you so much
I'm floating upwards into my next grave
closed coffin funeral - you don't deserve to see my face
my suicide's a punchline that you're too afraid to get
my ahegao-corpse flips you off, dangling above your head
Vulgar and beautiful
Violent yet being so cool
Vomiting bone-necklace
Vacuuming your nackbrace
Conundrum blastbeat-beak
youth fountain of nosebleed
insufferable like no other
Voodoobasement motherfucker
I just get too many ideas
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VxB γ
14:30
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The world is red
The world is white
Open your arms
embrace the sky
your chest bursts open
red raindrops fly
Levitate towards pleasure
your feet lift off the ground
your breast leaking nourishment
your heart black all around
Let us walk through
the burning isle
towards the place
where lust turns to light
You've come to take me, so take me now
Your hands be the scythe to carve me out
Voices screaming assuming it hurts
River of corpses flying on birds
suffocate all love with your frown
The grass is so soft, let the vultures come down
Getting to see you, my greatest desire
All that you touch begins to float higher
Beneath your navel my heaven lies
Horrifying rainbow - light of my life
Horrifying rainbow in your eyes
Horrifying rainbow you despise
I've been talking in my sleep again
Hold the hourglass in your hands
I've been talking in my sleep again
Forge a beginning out of the end
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Voodoobasement Germany
Cyberpunk from Oldenburg/Germany
Your favorite nightmares and sickest daydreams combined
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