Silent Night
Sandpaper tongue tickles intestines,
Cravings for blood, fetish for feces,
Canines inserted, gurgling semen
Suckling sweat, semen and blood
Cold, clammy hands probe virgin cunt,
Felching rectal semen,
Feasting on the purity,
Vaginal blood bubbles within thee,
Virginity gone, no longer pure,
Purulent cunt soiled forever,
Razor sharp nails carve down your back,
Blood and semen stream from swollen crack,
To get the right mixture, a must is patience,
A joyful needling anal lacerations,
Hindquarters look to be gnawed
Raw Deal
I made a spike about nine o'clock on a Saturday
All eyes hit me as I walked into the door
Then and then the guys were fooling in the demin dudes
A couple cards played rough stuff, New York, fire island
I cased the joint, straining at the scenes
I moseyed up to the counter and the tender came a-grinnin'
I snapped the smile off his face and scowled "Give me a bourbon"
The mirror on the wall was collecting and reflecting
All the heavy bodies ducking, stealing eager for some action
The scene screwed me up, I saw some contact
Then the big boys, saw me and knew that
I'd had too much, floating around
Statues alive, seconds are hours
Sacks like a hurricane, wrapped in and shattered
I was barely holding on to this flying body symphony
I guess I dream in pictures, not colors
The true free expression I demand is human rights - right
I gave my life, I am immortal
I'm going, no loss
I'm going, no loss
I'm going, no loss
I'm going, no loss
Nightmare, just a bunch of goddamn, rotten, steaming, raw
Deal