Mother Knows Best

Drifting softly, off to sleep, I've taken life, but yours I'll keep/ I take from those, who don't deserve/ But your beauty, must be preserved/ You'll never die, I promise you/ The life you had, is all you'll lose/ A painting even loses shade/ But Your skin will never gray/ Soon you'll open, those blue eyes/ That put shame to cloudless skies/ You'll try to open your soft lips/ From which no sound escapes or slips/ You'll feel the stitches as they pull/ At your sixty new lip-holes/ I promise your pain won't last long/ Try to relax, and hum this song/ Hush now child, try not to cry/ Mother's gonna wipe your teary eyes/ If this is our last goodbye/ Look for me until you die/ I make my victims hum this song/ So I can cry and sing along/ I dry my eyes with each one's flesh/ But mother really did best/ She taught me how to do these things/ To save their faces with these strings/ She said they wouldn't look like her, Not at first, don't be deterred/ once I'm through, I'll see her then/ Never if, but only when/ Painting makeup on their skin/ Show me where my mother's been/ I stitch their lips unless their noise, Reminds me of my mother's voice/ If they're lucky and willing, I let them have a chance to sing/ Hush now child, try not to cry/ Mother's gonna wipe your teary eyes/ If this is our last goodbye/ Look for me until you die/ It's been so many drawn out years, With no mother to dry my tears/ I reminisce the bodies sprawled, All throughout my bedroom halls/ And now my moms' image is scrawled/ Across my four white prison walls/ I kill another every night/ Inside My schizophrenic mind/