Fornicators in wooden silence
Throw grubstakes on the offering
Plate
Supplication congregation
Count the creases in your
Face
Prophet preaches hypocrisy
Disemboweling heresy
Falsities falsities
Falsified factualities
The sky was purple and my eyes
Were red
I fell from the firmament
Upon my head
Was it something something
Something I said?
One day people gonna make me
Dead
Caught in this dream
Can’t hear me scream
Another variation on my theme
I’m omnipotent fiend
Meat for a queen
My hair runs black and
My eyes grow green
You don’t need your worthless
Mortal body
Belief is just a
Pitiful noose
Your god is cerebral
Masturbation
And Satan is your sorry
Excuse