God Machine

Strapped into the chair the needle now descends As they lick their cracking lips their twitching never ends Blood beneath their fingernails, swallow all my pain Dirty needles break the skin now s*ck hard as I drain Sunken eye, a twisted spine a whiter shade of pale Rockabilly man come to pound the coffin nails Inject my stomach full of cockroach eggs Their machine is coming carried on a million legs Walking in the sleep of reason Winter is the forever season Lick thy mother's bleeding lips >From this gla*s of hate we sip f**k the gla*s we pump the keg Kill conception at the egg Her chin is wet with someone's hate Love, disfigure, amputate Can you remember how it felt to be alive? Your god machine is cold and dead your eyes they cannot cry f**k your deities of dying love We have shot them down from the skies above Screaming convulsing my eyes are bleeding Be silent now and take you beating I wonder how long you would live With a bullet in your gut I wonder how much shit you'd talk If your throat was cut I wonder that you'd sound like begging me To let you breath I wonder how much pain it would take To make you all believe