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Gehenna
I guess I get it
from my schizophrenic daddy..
Pyrotechnical,
danger ladden
spoonfed acid on
Satan's lap
It runs in the family
I guess
I'm feeling a type of way
a type of flame
the chariot of Helios
intakes as I intake
the poison I dripped
into my vape
This horsepower-
racing for God's Tower
sign says "closed, no after hours"
maybe that's why
your stupid, useless prayers
are never answered
and maybe the password
to Heaven's gates
lies in childhood rape
misogyny, hypocrisy
surrounded in Vatican hate
Grab your popcorn
and watch me go-
I'm racing this chariot
straight up His ass
~
|illegitimi non carborundum|
~
Lilith bore a child
and that child was me
Ive been sleeping under spiteful stars
raised in the nightmares of the dark
Gehenna was lacking a queen, you see
and she was made of the kind of steel
men would have killed to keep
Tuck in your children
and tell them the stories
that keep us docile
to the hateful toxicity
of this dying world
Fuck like you'll never see the sun
release yourselves on their altars
desecrate their temples
like they did to us
taste the ashes..
And when I blow this joint-
fuck..
maybe we'll finally
be free
from my schizophrenic daddy..
Pyrotechnical,
danger ladden
spoonfed acid on
Satan's lap
It runs in the family
I guess
I'm feeling a type of way
a type of flame
the chariot of Helios
intakes as I intake
the poison I dripped
into my vape
This horsepower-
racing for God's Tower
sign says "closed, no after hours"
maybe that's why
your stupid, useless prayers
are never answered
and maybe the password
to Heaven's gates
lies in childhood rape
misogyny, hypocrisy
surrounded in Vatican hate
Grab your popcorn
and watch me go-
I'm racing this chariot
straight up His ass
~
|illegitimi non carborundum|
~
Lilith bore a child
and that child was me
Ive been sleeping under spiteful stars
raised in the nightmares of the dark
Gehenna was lacking a queen, you see
and she was made of the kind of steel
men would have killed to keep
Tuck in your children
and tell them the stories
that keep us docile
to the hateful toxicity
of this dying world
Fuck like you'll never see the sun
release yourselves on their altars
desecrate their temples
like they did to us
taste the ashes..
And when I blow this joint-
fuck..
maybe we'll finally
be free
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