Condition is a fictitious, feeble rendition Got the patient thinking this is an intelligence mission Tell the doctor not to bother with the slightest incision Sudden psychiatric trauma Call his mama, just missed him As the rain drop, hark! Don't make a heartbeat stop This record isn't pop Okay, it's kind of pop Locked down, fucked up, tied up in knots? Just listen to the medicine man and the vision he's got I wander through the hospital I think I pissed my pants a little Oh Jesus, can't you be civil, and please grant my soul acquittal from these lies? This labyrinth in my mind: it's no surprise; I've found this place unkind Help me make the world a little bit brighter Request denied Vultures dressed in crimson decor Jackals in the hall, pawing at the door Hunted down as I'm crawling on fours then choked on the knoll and thrown into Hades Cut this flesh under this moon Let the demon outside that's within you Our shadow bids you welcome to this cataclysmic, atavistic animal doom She stepped out onto the bridge overlooking the River Kanawaha Asked some pale boy for a pic, then flipped, and let the wind break her fall (Oh my God! Miss! No!) And as she hit the water, he remarked, "How stunning! How brave!" Tossed me his phone, asked for a pic of his own, then plummeted down into the same grave Where should I begin? Don't need no medicine But then again, lately I've been in a tailspin Wrecked my body long ago before such pleasant damage to my mind Idiot genius that I am, I couldn't find a better rhyme Calculate entropy Snap the neck Suck out the juices Dwindling company Put me together Rip me to pieces This old man.... Mister... (Mr. Howell?) Howell! That's it-- sat outside the donut shop on Patterson, and he would sing "How they're gonna say they love you when you're dead and gone I want to die right here in the parking lot, punk" How they're gonna say they love you when you're dead and gone Where should I begin? Don't need no medicine But then again, lately I've been in a tailspin Calculate entropy Snap the neck Suck out the juices Dwindling company Put me together Rip me to pieces Consummate this decay Cease to be Back to the forest Misery, company Polish a turd and call it a chorus Thank you for coming, I'm honored So good to see you! How are you? How is your son and your daughter? Oh, thank you, thank you so much! Thank you! Thank you for coming, I'm honored How is your mother and father? No further questions, your honor Thank you, there will be no encore Yet...anyway... what was I going to say?

So, tell me, where then will you run when the world tells you they're done? Now that your life has meaning, I need you... The price of a bruise, consenting abuse: she's watching the news again The violence it soothes, until it is you, and then it's a huge offense The captions are on, a murderous song for those who can't understand The chapel will fall The sucker cabal will suffer to all who can Let the stone take you under to your home down below Open your veins, pour out some wine Now that your life has meaning, I need you to sacrifice They tuck you in, cut your throat, cover your mouth with throw pillows Feel you move, heal no wound Now, no body will bother you Sleep tight... as a noose Our recommendations are catered to your ass Anticipation is killing my patience Where is my sequel? I need another hit Give me some more pascifi-tainment In the light, there's a human with the teleprompter eyes These are my red carpet feet Stampede! Wash them for me Don't disagree They are the enemy We are the royalty Open your veins, pour up some wine Now that your life has meaning, I need you to sacrifice Now that your life has meaning, I need you to think of mine Open your veins, pour up some wine Give me some more Give me some more Now that your life has meaning, I need you to... think about it Your death will make more than you create Your slate will be wiped clean Think about it Your name will be redeemed Think about it

Dedicated to slime All you self-righteous swine All the piety, irony Look at you shine Time to dehumanize A fake savior that's white and got a Marxist hard-on raging tonight She gripes: "I'm not a person We are a movement There's too many bootlickers in my city So we turn 'em out, or else we burn 'em down We got these pigs turned chickenshit and back to clowns Our town" Now, pull it to the fringe Slide left Oh, collectivism from the feds Slime, bleggh There's a mountain, and a molehill, and a means to an end Let's murder our friends as we pray for their sins If Christ were alive, he would crucify them And as God as our witness, let judgment commence Cast off heretics onto ships that sink Ransack the schoolhouse and police precinct Castrate the heathens who dare not to think individualism is fucking extinct Overzealotry will fertilize our trees Underwhelmed atheistic Jesus freaks No one will question our belief You will be slime Bet when I come up for air You will just never be there Even if you do not care Evil will never be fair Even if you are prepared Let me just humbly declare I am the purge that you thought was absurd but the word is you're woke and aware Killing the stairs Villain beware Vagabond Capricorn heir So glamorous Magnanimous An adequate fanatic animus The casket that popped itself open that Lucifer blessed with a curse & an omen to torment the tourists of misguided morals Ejaculate into the void Now, pull it to the fringe Slide right Oh, a new fascism on the trend Slime, ayyck Oh my God, it's tempting to just fall into the muck, become one Our redemption is a "Hollywoo" construct Genuflect and respect the text our prophets brought to light You'll find you'll grow to like this hive mind When you are slime Oh, what beautiful irony: dying as we're awakening

Fat fuck but I, self pity, have none Dom daddy hot wax dripping candles Come handy with the average handle Thick witted wretchedness, color me handsome Step ladder that I've been for the raptors Get ragged been commanded by the bastards No matter how I divvy up the factors Sick of the pedigree, want to be master Chokeholds with adjustable tightness Eyes rolls to the back of your eyelids Blindfolded, ropes on your prizes Ripping up your nightgown, tied down, aight then Reckless, you slither on my tentacle Consent to desecrate the catacombs Expect to beat it like an animal Just sign and add your initial Don't speak The safe word is a cardinal choice Your carnage is a part of me unleashed Whatever gets you tethered Lick my leather and submit to me Commit me to one thing Permit me to you Tell the farmer that his daughter got some bad news We forgot to use a condom, or what have you I'ma come up on him waving like a sand dune Congrats, granddad, now say, 'thank you' Repetition for a stockpile of cashews Burn the bridges from the bitches in the past, dude Sow my seeds into rapturous pastures Just moved past you God bless, achoo Got a waterboarding fantasy to manifest Got your daughter underwater and she's pantiless I'm just fortunate to be equipped to handle it At first I was a candidate, and now I am a catalyst She smokes that dope that makes your eyes go psycho Tripping balls saying "God is in my pine cone" The lunatic in me will spread this sacrificial ointment Then reinsert the charge to express my disappointment Don't speak The safe word is a cardinal choice Your carnage is a part of me unleashed Whatever brings you pleasure in your nethers now belongs to me Commit me to one thing Commit me to one thing Permit me to you Commit me to one being/thing Permit me to ruin you The safe word is a cardinal choice Your carnage is a part of me unleashed

Gather and be told A cup of cocoa isn't warmth Only fire keeps the sisters of the moonlight off your porch In the fullest moon, the silver light is oddly cool See the sisters dancing skyclad in the field to lure the fool Oh, the shepherd's weak The witches watch him drink his keep while statuettes of Mother Mary watch the children sleep Only with blood spilled from child to stone can they raise an evil unknown So keep your family safe at home or their next child will be your own When the werewolves howl, and the sky turns black, the witches wind blows on your back Can you hear them screech out in the yard? First, the floorboards creak Now, the door's ajar Only with blood spilled from child to stone can they raise an evil unknown So keep your family safe at home or their next child will be your own Only with blood spilled from child to stone can they raise an evil unknown So keep your family safe at home or their next child will be your own Oh, mercy I cannot tell you if a prayer does any good but I say 'em each night regardless Mercy, I cannot tell you if a prayer does any good but I say 'em each morn regardless Mercy, I cannot tell you if a prayer will do you any good It's your life alone When the morning comes, the shepherd rises with the sun Stumbling feet and mumbling words to curse the night for being done But the quiet looms for much too long Go to check their room, but the child is gone

What can I say? Has it been a bit too odd? To shoulder the weight of my ego is something to applaud Have a panic attack Like a tattered flag dropped on a marble slab Oh the way it cools your temperature like the fall of autumn leaves surrounds the summer's final chord Take a bottle Take a bow Congratulate yourself No one cares how the artist struggles to make paintings and quaint things upon the shelf Woesome I But I don't want to die Oh let me sleep through the night Bind me to this art For when my soul departs A piece of me will live eternally inside the measures, notes, and rhymes A flicker of my poltergeist Of me The midnight is endless And the void offers no less In a Godless life of circumstances, we offer hopelessness Tell my witness, I was wrong, and to teach the children right Because the world is indifferent to what you had hoped to try Out the casket blooms a flower And some say it's a sign But there's no proof Heaven is truth For the time being, I'll stay alive Oh, everything is hunky dory fine Yeah, everything is hunky dory fine Everything is hunky dory fine See me smiling? I'm smiling Everything is hunky dory fine Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes Woesome I But I don't want to die How long until the sun will rise? Bind me to this art For when my soul departs A piece of me will live eternally inside the measures, notes, and rhymes A flicker of my poltergeist Of me Wake me up, alien I'm only sleeping temporarily