my mother taught me to say the word please, like a dog before embers dying on its knees, but warmth and affection is a two-way street, now i know now father you were, a deadbeat,
who used my heart to wipe his feet, and drained its heat like a piece of meat, am i supposed to thank-you, for this bitch that i became? you never even told me that life is just a game, so i kept my head down and took all the blame.
waiting for the angel with the scythe and hood, and the man in the pulpit, with his filthy mind control. says if i displease him, he’ll burn my soul. but guru on the mountaintop, says the human fountain never stops.
so many lost souls looking for nirvana, the books, and the looks, and all the hags, and all the cults.
give relief to my mind and tormented rotten flesh. hope i pass the test when the evil ones thresh. where demons dwell and spend their time. destroying the good and the bells that chime, i will avenge the rape ignored by the pape, and kill god dead, like an ape.
i’m gonna teach you to say the word please, like a dog before embers dying on its knees.