---Not lyricz---
Spread me open, stuck to my ribs,
are all your infants in abortion cribs.
Disease, disease is draining me;
anymore it's not so "pretty please."
Satan is a glass of milk and a bedtime
story that mommy and daddy jesus
scare babies into submission with.
Fascism spreads its cancerous tendrils
into the soft guts of bible-belt-wearing
white trash, organizing their lives around
old testament cartoon characters.
We fuck each other with hatred
and kill the things we love.
We scapegoat the things we don't understand.
13-year-olds, dirty and swollen, are sold
into a porno-nation, sedated and
devoured by their fathers.
With its rabbit-ears smugly erect, the t.v. talks
in hard-ons and acne medicine, while a boy dreams
of stardom and lives in fear of failure.
Denial leads to addiction that leads to denial.
Sadistic and constantly inflicting a slow demise.
Who ever said tricks were for kids?
Do you wanna see me pull a rabbit (monkey)
out of my hat (back)?
I have never pretended to be anything but an asshole.
I am what you make me.
I'm everything you hate and all you think of being.
I am nothing but your fear.
And a fear of something will only call it near;
in the end only fear is here.
Our substance-abusing, sexually-deviant,
devil-worshipping children are not the "problem."
They (we) are merely a symptom of Christian America,
the biggest Satan of all.


Save yourself (me), M. Manson

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