The song shattered on impact
Broken backbone
Disk brakes
And a little bit of ammonia
With hydrogen erotica
The way fixated **** tastes
Suffocating thought
Like trying to asphyxiate
A victim with a no frills bag.
Got blood rags
Blood stains
And drunk memories
Swerving from nowhere to
Crush like highway bugs
Against the grill plates in a big way
Diamond stud name.
Not sure if god approves
But I'm never going
To go dumb
And **** fate
So I can fill my boots with mud
And live with
Visions of a dying earth
Like worms picked for breakfast
To feed  birds eggs
I'd rather break my entire existence
And live in gods vision
Than determine my own fate
And have not a *** to **** in
Gods my witness this rhyme *****
And I got
***** language for a christian