Vomit coffin
Vomit coffin
Vomit coffin
Vomit coffin
I don't feel blessed
With the vomit
In my chest
I feel like coughing
Vomit coffin
Vomit coffin
Vomit coffin
Vomit coffin
Queasy green rotten scoff
Vomit cough
And when I declared to my design.
Like Frankenstein's monster.
"I am your father, I am your god.
And you the magic that I conjure."
The thankless swine.
The blasphemous jerk.
My creature had no love for me.
Which made me berserk.
"I am covered in vomit.
I am coated in sick.
I have no name and no place.
This is no way to live."
So I took over my creation.
The spew coated protein.
I plugged myself in.
And became one with machine.
I don't feel blessed
With the vomit
In my neck
I feel like death
Vomit coffin
Vomit coffin
Vomit coffin
Vomit coffin
Filthy green rotten scoff
Vomit, vomit, vomit…. cough