Crimson Sharks

Swift Belly Full

And Bite The Breasts Of The Fattened Whores

Mildew Cows

Lie Finger Fed

Stretched Naked Croos Their Barren Floors

I'm Just Tired And Frustrated

Humbled And Degraded

Bring Down The Godhead

At A Loss Gone Faded

Anger Unvented

Bring Down The Godhead

Ginger Flies

And Buttered Wolves

Bleed On The Carpets We Bake

As Rabid Trees

And Jelly Bees

Fly Closer To The Men We Create

It's All Just A Lie

Kill The Body Watch The Head Die

Now The King Of The Little Sheep Sits On His Ivory Throne

It' Too Bad That He Can't Tell His Bleeding Head To His Thorny Crown

So Far Gone Yet Still He Waits For His Kingdom To Rise Again

It's Too Late His Lost His Way Now Pass Around That Godhead Plate