Hole in the Head - Autopsy

Repulsive parasites feeding on your mind

Shrieking demons

Within your skull they fly

See the colors so bright and brilliant

The hunger starts

It’s brain matter you want

Voices so twisted command you

Don’t try to resist it Give in to the belief

That bliss is within reach

So destroy the wicked in your eyes

And feast

Fuel the creatures in you rhead

(The answer is in the slaughtered dead)

State of mind unbalancing

Distorted sick reality

Must achieve immortality

It’s god again

He speaks

About the tasks you must complete

Tripping hard

Your brain is shorted out

You must believe

Cranial chaos

Blurs of violence

Keep the cravings fed

Are they coming in or out

This hole inside your head