Seer Act 2: ForsAKIN

Pick a brush to paint this picture

Ends up black and dripping with scorn

Mother hands her the prescription

I didn't raise a fucking whore

Sweet 16

You have to stay

Better prey better pray

Abominations cannot be born

Daddy throws her down the stairs

Run away run away

Blood flows from her head like a crown of thorns

Not 1 but 2 inside of you

Your joy and youth they take from you

Count your blessings fake your smiles true

2 by 2 the horns rip through you

Mother gets the box cutter set up suicide

Says she loves her but she lies

Stupid bitch had to die

Daddy gagged and tied to the bed

Daughter takes a ride

As he drips down her thighs she took his pride and took his life

Not 1 but 2 inside of you

Your joy and youth they take from you

Count your blessings fake your smiles true

2 by 2 the horns rip through you

Say your fucking prayers from the grave

I won't be a slave

All this world took and gave left me a bit depraved

And to my dismay there's hate in me to save

Tortured are the brave

Run away and stay away

Not 1 but 2 inside of you

Your joy and youth they take from you

Count your blessings fake your smiles true

2 by 2 the horns rip through you

Not 1 but 2 inside of me

1 will maim but 2 will kill me