Prayers of a Dogmatist
Bent my knees and shackled my neck
Tattooed her name on my lips
Pulled back the devil but he slips through the cracks
He grips, he strips, he's the eclipse of all heavenly scripts
And he pulled me to his arms and scared the angels away
Bound my hands with leather
Tied me down, gaged me up
Nail me down, raise me up
Pierce my eyes, scrape my hips
Slit my thighs, shred my lips
Tear my hair, crimson kiss
They lust to hear my neck snap
Lust to see my skull crack
Lust to tie my body up and paint my skin with gas
Use me as your ashtray
Preach until you turn grey
Decorate my throat with a rope and blame it on the knife
There's so many people who want me dead
Frame me up, break me apart
Hack my heart, fill your chalice
Sip my blood, make me callous
Engrave holy words, a sadist's kiss
Enjoy your last supper, writhe in my heart's blitz
Bound my hands with leather
Tied me down, gaged me up
Nail me down, raise me up
Pierce my eyes, scrape my hips
Slit my thighs, shred my lips
Tear my hair, crimson kiss
They lust to hear my neck snap
Lust to see my skull crack
Lust to tie my body up and paint my skin with gas
Use me as your ashtray
Preach until you turn grey
Decorate my throat with a rope and blame it on the knife
There's so many people who want me dead
Tattooed her name on my lips
Pulled back the devil but he slips through the cracks
He grips, he strips, he's the eclipse of all heavenly scripts
And he pulled me to his arms and scared the angels away
Bound my hands with leather
Tied me down, gaged me up
Nail me down, raise me up
Pierce my eyes, scrape my hips
Slit my thighs, shred my lips
Tear my hair, crimson kiss
They lust to hear my neck snap
Lust to see my skull crack
Lust to tie my body up and paint my skin with gas
Use me as your ashtray
Preach until you turn grey
Decorate my throat with a rope and blame it on the knife
There's so many people who want me dead
Frame me up, break me apart
Hack my heart, fill your chalice
Sip my blood, make me callous
Engrave holy words, a sadist's kiss
Enjoy your last supper, writhe in my heart's blitz
Bound my hands with leather
Tied me down, gaged me up
Nail me down, raise me up
Pierce my eyes, scrape my hips
Slit my thighs, shred my lips
Tear my hair, crimson kiss
They lust to hear my neck snap
Lust to see my skull crack
Lust to tie my body up and paint my skin with gas
Use me as your ashtray
Preach until you turn grey
Decorate my throat with a rope and blame it on the knife
There's so many people who want me dead
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Writer(s): Ethan William David Lock
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