The Whip - Carcrash International

The Whip Lyrics

From the oceans of this dead mind, dark and deep, to the Garden of Desire,
In church doorways, lost hallways, to caress this yearning, burning fire,
I was born with the instinct of a lizard, at the heart of my brain,
I lived in a doll's house, Papa worked at a place for the insane!
The Dream,
Begins to scream,
A nightmare,
The Whip
I was born with a cannibal instinct, bound up in the house of fear,
With sweet kisses love and affection, I had to eat myself alive!
Across and down, close to me, there obnoxious in the pit,
From prone and seething bodies a viscoid bile emits,
My mind analyzes, my body starts to roll,
Soul is in a torment fighting for control,
Control
Control

The Whip!
I was crucified with religion, the holy mother was afraid for my soul,
I was twisted, ugly, and distorted, all around me weapons spat carnal fire.
The Whip
The Whip
The exile of the Whip!
Lyrics Submitted by Dave Roberts