The Virus

These events as of late has been preparing the world for my return
Baal has been torturing me over and over watching me burn
But I've been promised to be the first allowed through the fucking gates
Baal said only if this time you brought even more pain delivering their fate

But as soon as he said it he realized that it was a silly request
Mentality believes in the punishment of the flesh to lay the spirit to rest
I want it to lay down, roll over, and become like putty in my hands
So Baal tortures me with promises of a possible release under his command

I'll take whatever type release that I can get from these chains bounding me to the pit
Chains forged in fires built upon a pyre of billions of souls before it was lit
Incubus and Succubus ripped and tore while dancing around it
Still I flapped my wings within the flames slowly coming down from another hit

Finding myself stretched out in the sands down below the pier
Lost within my on fucking mind trying to find out where was here
A few bags lie in the sand all around me, I'm having flashbacks of when I Is Me became Mentality
Of the feel of blood and entrails as they're sprayed and flung back on me

Hahaha, Baal why worry you know me for the dedicated soldier that I am
After two fucking hits my eyes are lit  and I can see the waves long before they slam  
The beach is absolutely littered with bloodied bodies lying about like sleeping seals
By looking down at my shirt it appears Mentality even took the time to enjoy a meal

But to be a good soldier it means also being smart about the shit
It means cutting and gutting a motherfucker but knowing when to fucking quit
I operate under the banner of someone that's always there but they're never seen
The junkies, the homeless, the fucking unwanted if you know what I fucking mean

Yes covered in blood I've gotta move while it's still dark and find a safe spot
While crossing main headed back to my box and shopping cart, I dam near got caught
But for fellow addicts in the alley, their demons are starting to rise up and scream  
Not only are they waiting on the drugs, they're waiting to lick me fucking clean  

Later with Baal satisfied as flashlight came searching down the alley way
I laid there inside of my box totally cleaned knowing everything was okay
The search was half assed they didn't want to smell the scent of the pit
Baal emerged from the back of my box congratulating me for using my fucking wits