Tuesday, October 12, 2010

Psyopus - Medusa

Large amount of chaos and insanity are in this song. Listen at your own risk.


Flinching as her wavy hair hisses
Slithers around and around
Entangles her face
Nothing is to be seen
Coils of our beauty queen's reptile crown

I can't bare to see your face without thinking "Kill Her"
I just want my fucking space
I can count the six feet under ground
I just wish you were erased

Who'd think a mirror to your face could kill

Stone

Your monster face chews beauty no more

and hoe I'd kill to gaze upon kind recollection
Where you and I could bow
Perhaps to get along less the ugly in stone

With all the smiles and all that's kind
Put right in your face
None could silence the sound
Of your hissing moral chorus

Kill her
Fucking kill her
Stick the fucking mirror to her fucking face

Kill her
Fucking kill her
Stick the fucking mirror to her fucking face

Queen of the Ugly 

30 comments:

  1. Emphasis on the listen at your own risk bit.

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  2. hahah wow what the hell is this :p

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  3. meh... the art looks weird. how can mosquito suck blood from a skull? lol

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  4. I can't risk listening lest my head explode.

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  5. cool song i never heard it before now

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  6. this is relevant to just what I was thinking about

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  7. Lol, seems pretty normal to me xD

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  8. well, kinda brutal lyrics one would say 8[

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  9. I like your post and I would really like to see more of them

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  10. thanks for your insight on my blog... people are trying to be scandalous against Taylor :(

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  11. Probably the worst shit I've ever heard

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  12. I kinda dig it

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  13. Wow, pretty intense guitar. I like it.

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  14. is the very nice vid thnx for the post is cool

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  15. Not sure if Ive ever heard a song about medusa before or not

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