Straight Jacket Fetish Lyrics

Without a word uttered in self-defense

Tossed from your home in total ignorance

No way, nowhere, no how, no know-how of this curse

Sanity’s a malady that from your mind has been dispersed

Tell me, my good sir, what’s the price for just a look?

Don’t worry my good man, this is all quite by the book

The cost for such perversion is just a human brain

Snuffed of all memories for some unwanted fame

The more insane they are the better we like ‘em

Strap ‘em in the electric chair so prying eyes can ignite them

Is it just me or do my waking eyes deceive me

Nobody on the outside world would ever truly believe me

If I ever told them that this system is needing

Because this asylum is an abusive ground for breeding

Victorian ethics are a plague on all damselkind

No boundaries for faux-doctoral probes burrowed in the mind

Vile worlds spin relentlessly inside her head

As screws and plates and bolts are fastened to her skull as she lies in bed

Enter the catatonic state of the lobotomite

She has now become the prized possession of the psycho-sodomite

Wishing only death in the solitary cell

Needed some desperate escape from this cold waking Hell

The only relief comes in the form of a steel blade’s gleam

For she has no mouth and she must scream

Even after suicide has stripped her soul without remorse

The attendants of the cell block neglect to bury her rotting corpse

The doctors and the nurses each have their horrid way

In the cell where she lived and died her body will have to stay

But now the ethereal wisps of her consciousness remain

Her ghastly heart filled to the brim with wretched disdain

Her intention to haunt these halls and drive the staff to insanity

Starting with the doctor for his necrophilic vanity

After murdering the doctor from her residence in the afterlife

The spirit wanders down the hall, her bloody hands grasping a knife

She stabs and cuts and maims her way through these lightless halls

And castrates every orderly with a swift slice to the balls

This structure once was meant to be a haven for the unstable

But all the patients became cattle and the asylum became their stable

Such a horrible outcome from something who’s intention became vile

There’s no escape inside the bars, you’re gonna be here for a while

Every girl here suffers the same fate

Doomed to die once they enter the gate

Drill a hole in her head

Strap her to the bed

Left there as a fucking toy until the day she’s dead

The public has no idea

Of what goes on in here

Bleed her body dry

No tongue to deny

When all is said and done she can’t even fucking cry

Stripped, raped and strangled every day

By the gods, she’s gonna make them pay

Murdered into a ghost

Her knife a dread riposte

This clinic has become a grand tomb by the coast

In this incorporeal form

No binding garments can hold back her storm

Slicing through the guards

With serrated metal shards

She leaves a hundred bodies dead, broken and scarred

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