Bound Child

by F.T.C.

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released June 13, 2014

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F.T.C. Minnesota

Dark, Eerie, Spooky and Sometimes Just Fun.
F.T.C. is a New Style of Sound Manipulation for your Ears.
Influenced by the Paranormal and the Unknown,
It started with my interest in Aliens, Abductions, Ghost and other Haunting Things that go bump in the night.
Jesse <Ayin> Roberts creates a tapestry of nightmarish visions and electronic nightmares.
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Track Name: Sado-Masochist
light shines off the blade as i pull out the straight edge
you sit while you're bound as i take the lead
the guilt washes down off your face in drips of mascara
as i stand above you & i watch you bleed

sado-masochist
strapped at the wrist
a feeling you can't resist
comfort sealed in a kiss

your respect's left outside as you walk through the front door
showing strange ways of expressing your love
inflicting torture & pain leaving marks on your body
now i'm washing my hands of your blood
Track Name: Animal
every morning i wake up with no memory
unaware of what i did the night before

open my eyes in the middle of the woods
lying naked in a pool of blood

i am evolutionized
i am above all life
i am capable
i am an animal

there is a beast that dwells below the surface
and it tears its way through my skin

when i'm back to my human form
pulling skin out from my teeth

every morning i wake up with no memory
afraid to open my eyes to my world

where i might be or what's around me
and how much blood have i shed
Track Name: Death To The Worden
you're just a fucking waste
a stupid fucking waste
you don't matter at all
you don't matter at all
you're just a fucking waste
a fucking waste of space
you don't amount to nothing
you don't amount to nothing

you're just a fucking pest
a fucking worthless pest
you just get in the way
you just get in the way
you're just a waste of life
a stupid waste of life
you shouldn't have been born at all
you shouldn't have been born at all

you're just a fucking waste
a motherfucking waste
you mean nothing at all
you mean nothing at all
you're just a waste of space
a motherfucking waste
i just hope you die
i fucking hope you die

you're just a waste of human
a fucking waste of human life
i wish you were dead
i wish that you were fucking dead
you're just a waste of human
a waste of breathing air
and if you were dead
i just wouldn't fucking care
Track Name: A Night With Jeffery
my victim - you're in sight
i'll have you - this night
with my hands around your neck
as i feel your last breath

my fingers at your throat
i hope to feel you choke
i don't feel sympathy
i watch the life leave your body

not dead, but you feel numb
doped up from the drugs your on
but before you die
i'd like to feel your insides

a night with jeffery
it's fun for you and me
a night with jeffery
how special you must be?
Track Name: Serial Killer
your god - can't be strong
you're right - in the wrong
your flesh - turns me on
your blood - on my tongue
your nightmare - my fantasy
your pulse - beats rapidly
you fear - you don't know me
the blade - cuts so deeply

i'm not the creature under your bed
i'm not the monster in your closet
i'm not an anomaly in your head
i'm a serial killer

your terror - makes me strong
your fear - turns me on
you are - just a pawn
your flesh - i'll try on
you mean - so much to me
i want - you to see
you're my - abductee
i am - f.t.c.
Track Name: I'm Not Crazy
an eight by eight & no windows
padded walls & no place to go
you've lost all hope, a broken soul
beyond restraint, you can't let go
dead emotions & no sympathy
an outcast from life & society
locked up tight & never free
all the voices inside of me

behind these walls
is what you'll find
i'm not crazy
i'm not crazy
behind these walls
my state of mind
i'm not crazy
i'm not crazy

with you i might be obsessed
all emotions across my chest
in so deep, i dont care about the rest
but i don't care, it's all i have left
a black crayon to write my story
for once i'm gone others can read
my eight by eight, my sanctuary
all the voices are inside of me

for a time this is how i've been
i've had this hidden within
see the damage across my skin
my walls are closing in
dead emotions to hide my fear
a small part of you as a souvenir
bad thoughts whispered in my ear
as it turns out, i belong here
Track Name: Cryptorchid
each time i make my mother cry
an angel dies & falls from heaven
(when they get to you)
when a boy is still a worm
it's hard to learn the number seven

(when they get to you)
5, 6, 7, 8 heaven
(it's the first thing that they do)
7, 8, 9, 10 heaven
(when they get to you)
4, 3, 2, 1 heaven
(never get to seven)

each time i look outside
my mother dies, i feel my back is changing shape
(when they get to you)
when the worm consumes the boy
it's never ever considered rape

(when they get to you)
i wish i had my balls
(first thing that they do)
i wish i had my balls
(when they get to you)

prick your finger it is done...
the moon has now eclipsed the sun...
the angel has spread its wings...
the time has come for bitter things...
Track Name: Crawlspace
a lonely man in his house alone
his paintings hanging around his home
behind his day job to entertain
his strange intentions, hard to sustain
he's gonna keep you in his crawlspace
in front of a mirror, he'll paint his face
a child's joy behind the act of a clown
on a missing poster, you will be found

white face paint & a red smile
in the dark you can stay a while
but don't worry cause you're not alone
there's twenty six under gacy's home

under drinks he takes your throat
an alter ego named pogo
you're kept in his crawlspace
in front of a mirror, he paints his face
he plays the innocense in his eyes
as the body count starts to rise
police search at the end of their trail
at eighty two one three summerdale
Track Name: Sado-Masochist (Filth & Fear Remix by Asylum Black)
light shines off the blade as i pull out the straight edge
you sit while you're bound as i take the lead
the guilt washes down off your face in drips of mascara
as i stand above you & i watch you bleed

sado-masochist
strapped at the wrist
a feeling you can't resist
comfort sealed in a kiss

your respect's left outside as you walk through the front door
showing strange ways of expressing your love
inflicting torture & pain leaving marks on your body
now i'm washing my hands of your blood
Track Name: I'm Not Crazy (Tactical Module Remix)
an eight by eight and no windows
padded walls and no place to go
you've lost all hope, a broken soul
beyond restraint, you can't let go
dead emotions and no sympathy
an outcast from life and society
locked up tight and never free
all the voices inside of me

behind these walls
is what you'll find
i'm not crazy
i'm not crazy
behind these walls
my state of mind
i'm not crazy
i'm not crazy

with you i might be obsessed
all emotions across my chest
in so deep, i dont care about the rest
but i don't care, it's all i have left
a black crayon to write my story
for once i'm gone others can read
my eight by eight, my sanctuary
all the voices are inside of me

for a time this is how i've been
i've had this hidden within
see the damage across my skin
my walls are closing in
dead emotions to hide my fear
a small part of you as a souvenir
bad thoughts whispered in my ear
as it turns out, i belong here
Track Name: Never Alone (Remix by Helltrash)
in the darkness of my mind
i am never alone
the evil that you could find
i am never alone
in the deep pits of my despair
i am never alone
you know, i thought you didn't care
i am never alone

the cage has broke me free
now i'm about to lose control
ghost are everywhere i see
i'm surrounded by my victims souls
there's no holding back what's inside of me
what i do is what i own
if killing is company
than i am never alone

all the blood that i have spilled
i am never alone
all the people that i've killed
i am never alone
all the voices in my head
i am never alone
all the people i want dead
i am never alone