Prayers of a Dogmatist

Bent my knees and shackled my neck Tattooed her name on my lips Pulled back the devil but he slips through the cracks He grips, he strips, he’s the eclipse of all heavenly scripts And he pulled me to his arms and scared the angels away Bound my hands with leather Tied me down, gaged me up Nail me down, raise me up Pierce my eyes, scrape my hips Slit my thighs, shred my lips Tear my hair, crimson kiss They lust to hear my neck snap Lust to see my skull crack Lust to tie my body up and paint my skin with gas Use me as your ashtray Preach until you turn grey Decorate my throat with a rope and blame it on the knife There’s so many people who want me dead Frame me up, break me apart Hack my heart, fill your chalice Sip my blood, make me callous Engrave holy words, a sadist’s kiss Enjoy your last supper, writhe in my heart’s blitz Bound my hands with leather Tied me down, gaged me up Nail me down, raise me up Pierce my eyes, scrape my hips Slit my thighs, shred my lips Tear my hair, crimson kiss They lust to hear my neck snap Lust to see my skull crack Lust to tie my body up and paint my skin with gas Use me as your ashtray Preach until you turn grey Decorate my throat with a rope and blame it on the knife There’s so many people who want me dead