Let the steel be my Christ Let the blood create the
path Ignored like the dead pigeon gutted by the cat
Impregnated our babies with psychosis and lamb vomit
The clay failed to form the cast All that is left is a
moist clump of animation Pure flat affect and no
chance for grin Retarded by the morning's sunlight and
traded sorrow for silence Sedation in the underlife
Filed in the abyss Sedation in the underlife Through
steel I shall exist The wheelchair pigeon is as clever
as the crow Sedation in the underlife Through steel I
shall exist

In paranoia I find genius But the ice-dreams have come
with spiritless consequence A hatchet has been hidden
between my eyes A hatchet gift-wrapped in paranoia A
wooden heart never bleeds A wooden heart never bleeds,
yet inextricable thoughts still weave Introspection
fabricated for battle No time has been wasted
Neuroleptic seconds marry electroconvulsive hours In
the cranial freezer, paranoia is the bastard and I
find genius Petrify Paralyze

Disputandi pruritus ecclesiarum scabies

Feed me and rape me and rope me As a family we will
hang together As a genus we will bleed together We
have settled for less

With one massive breath she was drawn within me
Tunneled through my mouth A soothing delivery to Hell
Dry gasp Impossible to swallow from the head first
Eyes rolled and hands shaped to slaughter Beaten and
erased from the inside out Plague the brain and
disable Plague the blood pump and disable :and then
there was two of her My eyes could only see one shadow
as sunlight dimmed There is an ice pick after the
smile There is an ice pick when I swallow Brain matter
has been frozen The blood pump is an inversion Yet the
body will move on as the heart remains in trance A
skeleton has been frozen There will be no anabiosis I
would rather slit my throat than inhale again

Spit slides like sludge from the lips Mumbling the
lost words of a Fall grievance I can barely speak to
you with purple lips and a cracked smile Ripped apart
in unequaled confusion Always sewing my stability back
together with the thinnest of twineRip and sew Rip and
sewRip and sewPut me back togetherRip and sewRip and
sewRip and sew Put me back togetherSplit apart at all
the vital seams And the tears that seep from my eyes
drip and mix with blood and ink Blood, tears, and ink
in a pirouette of mayhem and tranquillity It's a
whitewash of emotionSweat kisses my tongue and I know
that I'm still real I know that I'm still alive with
myself I yell out your name and choke frothing
deprivationThe nourishment of loss Asleep with
asleepCreeping, inching, crawling across the floor
toward the gate 'cause that's where the flowers bloom
and wiltRoses laced with blood and drool Watching the
pigment drain away from petals clung to my bodyAngelic
and sweet I'm losing feelingRaking open my chest with
thornsShed back the skin Exposed to he elementsFrigid
cold violent dedication A human desecration

Up to her elbows in soil and schizophrenia The dirt
has begun to breathe Cries of a phantom infant tease
and torment a dying mind Held down in profanation
Subjugation of the senses Pushing pins in her eyes
Pushing pins in her eyes She never sleeps
Hallucination never dies