American Horror Story

Obscure

I'm a visionary, the doctor calls me psychotic

cause I find the dead body of Amy Winehouse erotic

So they load me up with drugs, anti-psychotics and narcotics

They say I'm crazy diagnosed me with neurosis

eating bodies got halitosis,taste got me in comatosis

prescribed pills of many classes, too many overdoses

I like my food fresh, dig the body up before it decomposes

Have a bit of an anger issue, I can be explosive

Brain tells me I might be insane, immensely corrosive

Stop it, stop it brain, no, their wrong, you're not insane

Just because you're addicted to the feeling pain

And happen to enjoy the taste of human remains

But for now i'm chained by the wrist and ankles, I'm restrained

Because they know I'm insane in the brain, ravenous and deranged

Fuck these patronizing doctors, fuck you William James

I will escape one day, and put this place up in flames

 

CamLewis26

Vicodin, Percs, and Oxycontin's in my pocket

Flipped stomach like pills tucked in an omelet

I'm vindictive and addicted these drugs are my incentive

Fuck your mother like incest if i insist i'm in deep, skins wet

Cannibalism eating paths of humanic animals anabolism

Having an aneurysm, heart pains from the cannibal vision

Hannibal Lectors lecture left ya wrecked and infected

Blood stains the carpet, not anything you ever suspected

I just suggested he eat your face and microwave it

Take you by surprise taste your soul and enslave it

You're in danger, cannibals endangered licking his fingers

Gazing at your amazing tasting body hes gonna have for dinner

Negligence intelligence of an abomination never heaven sent

It's evident his victims non-belligerent, struggling with embitterment

He just crept to your bedroom window and cuts you little by little

Exits with your body distal, no sounds just his fucking evil whistle

 

Ayepext713

I gotta screw loose who knew I'm not kidding you

I cut your limbs off then throw you in a swimming pool

Stick it to you with the sickest tools

Stomp the shit out ya then piss on you

Kidnap your lil sister n take her to A dark cavern

Stab her n Carve her face up like a jack o lantern

On her stomach I make intricate patterns with my knife

Maybe some constellations or the rings of Saturn

I eat your liver with some fava beans and a nice chianti.

With your moms skin as a body suit in her panties

Watching snuff films eating candy while I burn your family

I'm brain damaged no one can understand me

I go psycho like Jason or Michael cut out your vitals

Crucify you while I recite scriptures from the bible

Feed you nothing but sleeping pills then cut out your eyelids

Put A ice pick through iris just cuz I like it

 

Lucius

I'm psychotic, also hypnotic.

The doctors ponder whether to use narcotics or antibiotics.

“LET ME GO!”

They say: “No, not until we know what's wrong with your brain.”

“Can't you see I'm insane, in pain, and unable to explain?”

The voices in my head dictate and dominate the choices I make.

That's when I break my bonds and begin the massacre.

“Mass murder, kill them all. Spill their blood on the wall.”, the voice in my head said.

I did as the voice bid and killed every one of the doctors in that Operating Room.

If they had the will or the skill to distill my brain, they'd still be alive.

They didn't survive, their careers can't thrive.

Coming at you live from the Psycho Ward.

Yo, my psyche's been destroyed, bro.

You're all too weak, so I'll wreak havoc, kill you so fast, it's automatic.

I'm the definition of paranoia, I'm a life-destroyer, self-employer.

Boy, I'll toy with your girl's body then murder her afterwards.

 

Batz

I’m sick enough to commit 3 different types of murder degrees/

Can't you see this dark side is calling for me/

It’s like my sunny days are turning into darker and lonelier nights/

When you see me with a knife you better know I ain’t playing nice/

In a few seconds I’ll be laying you in a casket/

Here's what happens when you fuck with me the psycho outta my straight jacket/

You think I’m a game bitch try and play me/

They consider me insane and psychopathic but to me im just crazy/

I’m armed and dangerous/

Seeing my face all on your TV screens but I remain nameless/

Maybe we just met but I don't consider us strangers/

Walk straight in your back door snap your neck leave with no blood callin it stainless/

Coulda just busted a couple rounds in yo head making it painless/

Fuck that I’d rather tie you to a chair and throw you in a corner/

Cut each one of your limbs off one by one, I guess you can call that torture/

My life is like a real life movie and the topic is horror/