PERDITION

In our small town

we sacrifice our own sons

to please our maker

to shower us with curses and

to flood our lands with whores

our daughters,brutally murdered

in their own nightmares

while our fathers squander our wealth

leaving our mothers with someone to pour their lust into.

its pretty safe in here

the pigs walk,and the vultures talk

of how often they feed themselves

with decay we puke in morbid disgust

as we watch our loved ones being devoured

we have no religion

we believe in the science of our own beliefs

we eat each others skin

we feast and sleep with our own animals

when the bell tolls

and our teacher's blood is lost

we stone each other to death

no one cares and no one dares

to stop us

nuns are beheaded

to serve as a warning

while heroes are slain

into a pulp they drain

and we are not waiting for our salvation

cause we accepted hell

and we want to be buried and despised

the smell of dirt in our skin

are you willing to accept us?

to kiss our poisoned lips?

and the venom that we eat?

in our town

you are welcome

to live with your sins

and pray to no one....