Cigarettes have killed millions
I wish I would have thought of that
What the fuck smells like tooth loss in here?
We've got lamb on the door waiting for the angel
Walking through blood knee high
I wish I would have thought of that
What the fuck smells like bad priest in here?
We've got blood on the door
God-war. Death-president
Let's get hopped up on horse tranquilizers and play with claw hammers
Maybe stop at the tendon and try to keep this screwdriver out of your neck
Hey kids, the Jesus-reaper wears a cowboy hat
(These plowshares have fashioned the perfect swords. I kneel with one eye on the clock. High up in our heaven they'll laugh and smoke cigars when natural selection renders this rock a vacant lot – Trevor Strnad)
We should apologize… say we're sorry
If you hadn't sprayed our throats on the floor, Micheal