5:08 pm
February 16, 2018
Bride of Frankenstein
-Song by Iris the Withered (das my old stage name)
Intro:
(moaning, half zombie like half sexual) (bubbly noises) (lightning strikes)
(horror like piano opening)
(audio recording) “How beautifully dramatic. The crudest savage exhibition of nature at her worst without… And we three, we elegant three within. I should like to think that an irate Jehovah
was pointing those arrows of lightning directly at my head.”
Verse 1:
Woke up in the night
To the vision of a blinding light
Gasped for some air to the sound of a lightning strike
Looked down looked side where the fuck am I?
I can feel a fucking bug layin eggs behind my right eye.
Check my heart beat but I can’t find none
My skin lookin like I never seen the sun
Was I always this tall?
What the fuck is my name
(be)for I could ask another question saw a man wit a blade
Blood stained lab coat looking fucking insane
His eyes looking like he was doin cocaine
Starts walking over, looking up and down my body
The weird ass fuck turned on by a zombie
I stood up, ripped the chains off my chair
I’m fucking 8 feet tall, wit one foot of fucking hair
The bastards like “sit the fuck down, your under my care”
But I’m already pissed and the blade’s right there
He’s grabbing on my chest
He’s pulling out his dick
Suddenly he trips, rips off fucking my tits (ripping noise)
I’m going for his blade
It’s time for him to die
Stop for a second, tear out my fucking eye
Before I start hacking, I go for a shriek
I’m feeling like I aint eaten in a fucking week
He’s dazed by the sound
I go to bite down
I cut off his fucking leg so he can’t go and run around
I eat his fucking brains
I’m totally insane
That’s whatchya get for making me ya little fucking shitstain
Chorus:
Burn it with fire!
(burn it with fire!)
The dark desire!
(dark desire!)
The evil that he made!
(evil that he made!)
Put it to the flame!
(put it to the flame!)
Verse 2.
I store away his body, I put it in a fridge
In the next room found his assistant
Imbed the hatchet in his head
Take a few bites to make sure he’s dead
Looking for my next meal like I’m something that the devil sent
Not that I understood, didn’t know what murder meant
Even still I was made with murderous intent
Walked in the next room and found a fucking mirror
Looking at myself almost brought me to tears
Whoevers brain this was, ain’t belong to this face
Or this fucking body in the first place
This shit aint my taste
Took the blood of the assistant and some fucking ink
Painted my face up
Like it was makeup
Looking like a freakshow
It’s time for the world to wake up
I’m here, let's go
I’m hitten up town
The men are scared to death
Everybody's fucking looking thinking that I’m on meth
Some piggy tried to stop me
Asked me for some ID
Punched my hand straight through his door,
and stabbed him in the testies
I broke into his car, I grabbed his guts, and had a little taste
I’m going fucking nuts
bit off his tongue, and found that it was laced
So then I knew that It was time for me to give chase
Getting high off a stoned fucking dead guy
Took the wheel hit some pedals and I started to fly
Any bitch who makes me mad has gotta fucking die
I hear the sound of the sirens, time to fucking ride
Ain’t know how to drive
But I’ll sure fucking try
I crash into a wall
Let out a screeching cry
My arms are torn off but I got no time to stall
It’s time to run for to the end goal
I fix up all my limbs
My vision starts to spin
Animal of the hunt and it’s time to begin
I take the piggies gun
I know this will be fun (haha)
I break into a bar, of rednecks and fucking scum
They’re too drunk to see me
I’m getting fucking giddy
see em harassin a bitch like that mother fucker did to me
Hatchet in right, and pistol in my left
I send em all to hell, the one that’s left
Is the poor girl, and then she starts to fucking scream
Is this my fucking thanks!?!
I stab her in the spleen
Since I was a born to be a slut
And I know we ain’t seen
I fucked all their bodies
Guess that sick freak rubbed off on me
Chorus:
Burn it with fire!
(burn it with fire!)
The dark desire!
(dark desire!)
The evil that he made!
(evil that he made!)
Put it to the flame!
(put it to the flame!)
The pigs are getting closer, and crazy bikers too
Guess I’m on the run, I’m a monster through and through
I head back to the lab, and see its set ablaze
Some fuck found my home and now it’s time he paid
I see his car outside
I’m chasing down his ride
Found that i could run for 40 miles in an hours time
Peer through the window
I see a face like mine
I can’t fucking believe it, it’s mother fucking frakenstein!
The doc found his way out of the fridge
He’s got a new brain sittin in his busted open head
He’s like
“I’m one of you now, so you down with this?”
He’s pointing at his car like, it’s time to get in
Now we riding round town like 2 undead mobsters
I’m the bride of frankenstein now, we mother fucking monsters.
If you on the street yous a lamb for the slaughter
Switch my body parts up, so you’d never even know its me
Driving through the south have myself a piggy chicken feast!
Doctor frankenstein, made me a beast!
Then I did the same to him, now it’s time for our release!
Outro:
(chorus plays quietly in the background)
I’m the Bride of Frankenstein
Hahaha
I’ll fuck a corpse cause we’re one in a kind
BITCH!
I’m the Bride of Frankenstein!
(Shriek)
I’m the Bride of Frankenstein!!!
(I plan to record this some day, one of my pals has some really good sound equipment, so I'm waiting to see him again. I'm also intending to put some theramin in the background, so I'll need to find something that can mimic that sound.)
(anyways, whaddya think? I'm actually fairly proud of it.)
I see no difference between a corpse and a sex toy
10:21 pm
February 16, 2018
10:50 pm
March 31, 2012
10:59 pm
February 16, 2018
The Warlock said
id love to hear the song..i think its better to put a song out instead of just lyrics, so you dont get ripped off.. then again ive always been paranoid of that..
I aint really scared of being ripped off, nobody knows I exist lol. But I do plan to put this shit out someday, but I suck at making beats. I can make basslines okay, but I can never get across the mood I want from a beat (I've been trying relentlessly)
Thanks doe, I'm planing on it
I see no difference between a corpse and a sex toy
11:07 pm
March 31, 2012
6:51 pm
February 16, 2018
The Warlock said
the good thing about being irrelevant is you can steal beats, mixtape style, and no one gives a fuck..if you search hard enough you'll find a producer that meshes with your vibe perfectly..
Yeah lol, though I've always loved composing my own stuff, so I think I'll at least try
I see no difference between a corpse and a sex toy
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