its my job to protect you
its my job to let the rest fail.  
guardian angel of death, because youve set aside yours

near faith, still haven't sniffed it yet
cut it up with the goldest razor blade
the greed only gets to me on weekdays

hey kid walk straight
even when your mostly ribcage
i got caught up in the moment

just hoping that youre listening

hey kid walk straight
im just trimming your wings
to make you beautiful again

still with the enemy
blood pouring under me
sleeping on the bridge
while the river stains the sand

sinister digits marking the overpass
four more points than you ever made
while my body bathes in flame
youll stay happy, stay loved

wait are you happy, when youre so hated?

why do my pet peeves follow me
in every pair of eyes
even the ones with three

patience aint going to call on me
its dead, at least its phone line is.....

no answer..
suicide, diabetic shock
over my brain like the 4 am train
that blows its horn a mile before
bccause its ****** at your neighbor

I am the animal you left dying in the woods i am that skin on its bones i am that animals mother also because families closer than you think

I am the animal you left dying in the woods i am that skin on its bones i am that animals mother also because families closer than you think

I am the animal you left dying in the woods i am that skin on its bones i am that animals mother also because families closer than you think

Our orders are to burn the Messiahs body twice.
Just like the corpses crawling from their graves,
that we push back with a shovel, remove the brains
set the pit a-blaze if they try to rise again

Blood and Brains better splattered all over the cement
than slowly removed through your coke holes with a fork
the scent of the earth, is only as bad as its worst rotting *****

***** and Brains better obsessed over all alone in the dark because
her skin flakes off in my arms,  her lips disintegrate with a kiss
her name is Serenity, shes dying , going going dead
still can't get her 7 gallons of blood out of my bed.

Blood and Bruises better thought over with a glass of wine
switch blade fights with rivals, hiding bodies in the sage
they said to dig a hole for every single one, till my dying day
but I hear the messiah is Three, and if i cut him up
how stupid of a human I would be,

ash separates easily