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Judge
Physically decomposing
But somehow still knowing
Life doesn't end
Because the blood stops flowing
The answer's in the knowing
My conscience starts reloading
The unseen is showing
And what I see is the world corroding
Fresh from the grave smelling of sex
Death is my friend, why show respect
Who needs a friend that can't be used
Mentally robbed, physically abused
Time is a tool that I use like a switch
Put me into a grave and I flip the bitch
Dripping pussy as my body defrost
My soul was lost, but that's the only cost
Ha ha ha I'm not intoxicated
It's the world that's sedated
Given a demon to rape and torment my mind
Make it stumble around on a broken line
I met him standing on the corner offering his wares
Being who I am, I'm use to the stares
He said to me what he knew would appeal
He even looked me in my eyes and offered to heal
But my time in the shrine
Has altered my mind
I was running rampant
While toeing the line
I was looking at the church, foe or friend
To see if she was menustrating
Everyone's praying for an end
But no one's waiting
From street corner to pulpit
It's the same old script
Do as I say
Or get your soul ripped
You called me son
Then beckoned me on my knees
I heard a zipper
Then Baal entered me
The lights started flashing
I can't remember it all
But when the dust finally settled
I was holding your balls
Nothing left of your skull but a set of lying lips
Looked down at the blood and decided to take a dip
While lying back in a pool of what you were
The hunger returns and it makes me stir
Dedicating what was left to those of the pit
After searching his pockets I found another hit
The first toot is riveting, I mean like really intense
The urge for more is like really intense
Standing at the podium he pledge to make the world better
I remembered his speeches down to the letter
He was going to help the poor, heal the sick
Lower my taxes, the ultimate trick
Lies were told, deals were made
He sacrificed us all, just to get paid
My hunger must be satiated
Like a virgin penetrated
The promise of contributions couldn't be ignored
Lured him to us and what was in store
Candles were lit, skulls bored
Hearts ripped, spines torn
The pleas, the screams
Now seem like a dream
Before laying him to rest
We welcome him to our team
But somehow still knowing
Life doesn't end
Because the blood stops flowing
The answer's in the knowing
My conscience starts reloading
The unseen is showing
And what I see is the world corroding
Fresh from the grave smelling of sex
Death is my friend, why show respect
Who needs a friend that can't be used
Mentally robbed, physically abused
Time is a tool that I use like a switch
Put me into a grave and I flip the bitch
Dripping pussy as my body defrost
My soul was lost, but that's the only cost
Ha ha ha I'm not intoxicated
It's the world that's sedated
Given a demon to rape and torment my mind
Make it stumble around on a broken line
I met him standing on the corner offering his wares
Being who I am, I'm use to the stares
He said to me what he knew would appeal
He even looked me in my eyes and offered to heal
But my time in the shrine
Has altered my mind
I was running rampant
While toeing the line
I was looking at the church, foe or friend
To see if she was menustrating
Everyone's praying for an end
But no one's waiting
From street corner to pulpit
It's the same old script
Do as I say
Or get your soul ripped
You called me son
Then beckoned me on my knees
I heard a zipper
Then Baal entered me
The lights started flashing
I can't remember it all
But when the dust finally settled
I was holding your balls
Nothing left of your skull but a set of lying lips
Looked down at the blood and decided to take a dip
While lying back in a pool of what you were
The hunger returns and it makes me stir
Dedicating what was left to those of the pit
After searching his pockets I found another hit
The first toot is riveting, I mean like really intense
The urge for more is like really intense
Standing at the podium he pledge to make the world better
I remembered his speeches down to the letter
He was going to help the poor, heal the sick
Lower my taxes, the ultimate trick
Lies were told, deals were made
He sacrificed us all, just to get paid
My hunger must be satiated
Like a virgin penetrated
The promise of contributions couldn't be ignored
Lured him to us and what was in store
Candles were lit, skulls bored
Hearts ripped, spines torn
The pleas, the screams
Now seem like a dream
Before laying him to rest
We welcome him to our team
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