The Sermon of Mr. Brimstone Pt. 14 (Eviction of the Living Womb)  

  “I guess true blood money for the whore  
Is removing the pad from her pussy and opening the bleeding door,  
 “Letting throbbing dick pound continuously on her bloody shore  
Until white cum becomes red mixed gore,  
 
 “A fuck created us so in the end many don’t give a fuck  
Call it a lifetime of stankin pussy ass luck,  
“We are treated like children who have lost child support value  
As the love of the welfare queen is forever through,  
 
 “We must always protect our ass, because we are forever virgin  
Or become living art at the clinic, seeking relief from the burning,  
  “Hoping the medicine given will cause it to end  
But in the same thought our stupid asses plan on fucking raw again,  
 
 “Because our weaknesses are exposed like a hidden clit  
Waiting for the bitch of life to take a succulent lick,  
 “With her connection the sensations become unbearably strong  
While she makes us howl our emotional sexual song,  
 
 “Is our flesh the twisted reflection of our soul?  
The personal architect of our desired six foot hole,  
 “Because comfortable living is what we strive  
As sure as hard dick and wet pussy will forever collide?  
 
 “Intense complexity can cause experiences of bliss  
Or unexplained embarrassment when a fart comes out as wet shit,  
 “Making our asshole immediately clinch  
Now we are saying to ourselves ‘ain’t this a bitch,  
 
  “If you think hard work is too much like a job  
Then fall to your knees and choke on the slob,  
   “That’s right motherfucka. Take it all in  
And when you reach the nuts, motherfucka you win,  
 
 “Just like an abortion terminating a fetus  
If it’s done right, then the unborn will not come out in pieces,  
 “Devoid of life, hope or possibility  
Of what it could be now it’s only a flush away from the sea”.