Help You Destroy Me

Driven, driven
The crucifixion on toast
Ignore the wise-men
Accept drugs
Woke up just to
Blow these brains out
Blood and crying into my mouth
Fresh meat for the new ritual
Rip out the wires and start again
Dead beat locust mother
In catharsis
It's not the individual
It's the analysis
Face down in the plate
Of self denial
Thanks and feeds the pain
In my eyes
Here, where the money is scarce
As the sun with a gun
Freedom in your face
Enjoy your condemned hell here
You're just as bad as the rest
You must have been the devil
Acid house in the nest
Stigmata or culture, 2024
Battered all the boundaries
No questions any more
I wanted you, I wanted me
But you point your fingers
And you stick them deep
Help you destroy me