Doomster Baby Video (MV)

You wanna die?
Get in line

Nobody cares about your dumb pain
What a shame?
Cry me a river, babe
So we can drown in your theatrics
We've seen this performance before
That's right
Your grief is a predictable motif

"F*ck your everything"
Is what I would have said
When I was dead
Or rather
Unborn
A treacherous recluse
Devoid of Christ's Guiding Love

So you love drugs?
Join the f*cking club
We all wear matching apathy
And earn masochistic badges
So you transcend?
Wait till you taste skid row
We'll plant your torture garden
And we'll watch that shit grow

Devils in your ear
Devil in your residence

God left this hell hole long ago
So we bathe in sin
Front lines of tireless shame
Family and friends
Have been exhausted

Mother bear
Where were your when Papa forced my head to his waist?
Were you washing the blood off my whites?
Or hanging bleached lies on dancing clotheslines?
Oh you weak honey-soaked maiden gal
What good are those fangs?
Or mighty roar?
When your skull is thicker
Than your bovine denial
We shall forever stay
F*cktoys