Your Own Damnation
He will never grow tired of crying
He's a fighter, despise being frightened
That's Isaac, this is his binding
Hope that the wordplay fit's to your liking
Between what Isaac is writing
And reality no line can define it
If it ain't real, why is he hiding?
Trying to deny the corruption inside him
But somebody's trying to find him
His mother, the bible-abiding
Psycho misguided by some divine shit
Monsters come in all kinds of disguises
She cast him aside then
With a knife tried to sacrifice him
To a guy in the skies, to oblige him
End of the line, it's time to get violent!
Carnage and death defining his mind
All of his nightmares rising to life
Inciting a riot of spiders and flies
Bloated and blinded, the vilest kind
Climbing his way through piles of grime
In hindsight, might have been fine if he died
Harness the power, holy divine
Turn demons to dust and water to wine
(to wine) never gonna stop fighting
Even if means letting parasites ride him
This is the life of the binding of Isaac
I should know, why? Because I'm Him
Don't waste your breath
I don't have patience
For all your godly complications
I can't be saved from my temptation
'cuz I forsake you, and all creation
It's too late now for reparations
I'll find my own cosmic explanation
If you think death, will hold salvation
You'll only face your own damnation
I don't know why I'm corrupted
But my mum said that I was so fuck this
Because if she catches up i'm done with
What's this? A trapdoor? Fuck it
I'll jump in
I'm gonna go plunderin' tons of dungeons
Blood and guts everywhere, oh disgusting
My mother doesn't want to
Know what I'm becoming
If your God hates me, then FUCK him
Mum I know that you whack
You don't even put clothes on my back
Your a demon gone menopausal
Maybe that's the reason why you're so awful
If you really thought your did what was best
I'm done with you, i'm cleaning out my chest
And I'm taking the battle back to the womb
You know that means disaster for you
Don't waste your breath
I don't have patience
For all your godly complications
I can't be saved from my temptation
'cuz I forsake you, and all creation
It's too late now for reparations
I'll find my own cosmic explanation
If you think death, will hold salvation
You'll only face your own damnation
She took my clothes and the toys, then I hid
But mommy I'm your little boy, let me live
Maybe we can still avoid all of this
Now we getting neck deep in
Some freud level shit fighting evil fetuses
Creatures shaped like penises
Everything is bleeding here
I can't believe I'm seeing this
Could I be the seed of it?
Do these demons even quit?
Keep your bible to yourself
'Cause I ain't freaking reading it
(reading it, reading it)
Don't waste your breath
I don't have patience
For all your godly complications
I can't be saved from my temptation
'cuz I forsake you, and all creation
It's too late now for reparations
I'll find my own cosmic explanation
If you think death, will hold salvation
You'll only face your own damnation