Intercranial Tremors - Crown of Creation lyrics

It's a never - ending quest - to satisfy my inquisitive nature The subject of obsession, dissection, anatomic reconstruction The body is created to be recreated And curiosity unveils the darkest secrets of life Seeds I the paradox, life and d**h, rea**imilation of an experience Know the truth is worse than you want it to be More than you ever hoped for Enjoy the suffering, now you question your self Whats really lying inside, a soul or simply meat? What truly lies beneath the cold mask of morality? I just want to see what lies inside of your body Cut the skin, peel the slit, see exactly how it fits Feel where the muscle holds to the bone Organs are interlocking into a perfect package All the pieces of the puzzle I will neatly remove The gooey, gristly innards, so complex yet so simple Touch the chest from the inside, a little deeper hides the spine Now completely disa**embled, the power of creation lies in putting the puzzle back together again pale and white though crudely sewn this person is my very own Splitting in half the sternum, scrape out the innards, consume the heart replace with an a**ortment of parts I have gathered in my wicked past which parts will I keep, which parts do I need to a**emble my own perfect being now all I need, a nice fresh skin to complete this body slide the skin over the torso it sits so beautifully so comfortably it settles almost like it has always been This creature ive constructed, with parts from this and others from disseminated disarray a whole nother person is made Gathered and reconnected, this creature life infected it needs no heart to function, as it sings a life tearing serenade now completely rea**embled the power of creation lies in tearing all other life from grace pale and white though crudely sewn this person is my very own (lead) I am the king now I usurp the throne, My reign of terror and gore has just begun With my legion of pure beings, I will wipe clean the face of the earth I live for the torture, the exploration, thrilled at the suffering of the flesh, your flesh x2 It's a never - ending quest - to satisfy my inquisitive nature The subject of obsession, dissection, anatomic reconstruction