Vespers for Bones

Divine rape service was our family business I was born with this gift of violence Gift from son of a fat bitch Excuse me But if I'm not mistaken Some sick ass start smoking my brain and my cannibalism flowing in his veins It is the democratic process You know, rape age is ending I have to pay my debts Suction pipe is working Brainsucker is sucking my rules of violation He's injecting me his pus and taking over my genetic zoo Now I am a pure schizoid human being O Great Valium guide me, Caliban still walking in my brain Protect me Maybe now I am looking in the wrong direction