Oh, vomit coffin Vomit coffin Vomit coffin Vomit coffin I don't feel blessed With the vomit In my chest I feel like coughing Vomit coffin Vomit coffin Vomit coffin Vomit coffin, oh Queasing green Rotten scum Vomit cough And when I declared to my design Like Frankenstein's monster: "I am your father, I am your god And you the magic that I conjure" The thankless swine The blasphemous jerk My creature had no love for me Which made me berserk I am covered in vomit I am coated in sick I have no name and no place This is no way to live So I took over my creation The spew coated protein I plugged myself in And became one with machine I don't feel blessed With the vomit In my neck I feel like death Vomit coffin Vomit coffin Vomit coffin Vomit coffin Filthy green Rotten scum Vomit vomit vomit vomit Vomit vomit vomit vomit coffin