here is where I wait,
like a snake in the grass
for the wicked *****
to come whirling out of my mouth
and take over

You better run when she comes,
I heard that she doesn't like you
She's the woman in the moon
and the monster in my belly
A warrior of God,
and a friend of the devil

My words will come slithering
from my lips,
like itchy, *****, fingers
escaping and running away on their own

These words will gain momentum
and stab at you like hell fire
so you better watch your tongue, boy
before I cut it off
only to laugh at your pain like a banshee
because now you're the one without a voice
How humbling it will be when you're the one
who cannot speak or fight or choose

You can take me now
but my time will come
and then she'll be there
lay destruction down
and walk through the ashes