Blood Curdling Pain (Remix) (Remix)

twisting off the pop top I'm going to spill ink like it's blood curdling pain letting it spatter like a big fat foot stumping rain like fists in an editor's fury swinging against the wall smearing the punctuation grain to mear blackened stain Blood Curdling Pain Blood Curdling Pain twisting off the pop top I'm going to spill ink like it's blood curdling pain letting it spatter like a big fat foot stumping rain like fists in an editor's fury swinging against the wall smearing the punctuation grain to mear blackened stain I'm a pinned bull enraged against the gate to the slaughter a gutter scream, let me be free with swift stabs from left into right the sharpest pen bleeding disdain boltcutting lock and key of mental strain the restraints of the mentally weak as I turn the page into a crime scene breaking me will be in vain Blood Curdling Pain Blood Curdling Pain Blood Curdling Pain I'm a pinned bull enraged against the gate to the slaughter a gutter scream, let me be free with swift stabs from left into right the sharpest pen bleeding disdain boltcutting lock and key of mental strain the restraints of the mentally weak as I turn the page into a crime scene breaking me will be in vain Blood Curdling Pain the sharpest pen bleeding disdain Blood Curdling Pain boltcutting lock and key of mental strain Blood Curdling Pain as I turn the page into a crime scene breaking me will be in vain Blood Curdling Pain