Basic instinct carves the heartbeat
A shrunken head under the gun
You're pulled from the womb to dissect you
And laid to waste on the profit's son
And ever you try to evade me
Your futile mistake is back-tracking underground
Penitence now for rapture unchained
The axe for you with the sharpest blade
Isn't it good? You've come unglued
And how many hands molesting you?
The nagging b**h of infectual stench
Is whoring the naive mind
God, so hard
Back into, I'm alive
Your basic instinct carves the heartbeat
A baited hook to lure your soul
The jagged edge 'round the conviction
While it's off with your head down your throat
And never you mind what thrills you
Your canvas hide, I paint the picture
Quartered now, in horror's shame
The body devoured is now enraged
Back to the womb
And how many co*ks are drilling you?
Back to the womb
You take the lick I offered you
Back to the womb
And how many co*ks are f**ing you?
Back to the womb, now back to the womb
You take the lick I offered you