"Serpents, k** them all" The rep world isn't built up Cotton mouth viper throw with the time release, pills stuck Start thinking of ill stuff Vision of Joan Burney doll faces stepped on like crushing pill bugs In cyphers I canoe out bodies and rejoice in the hissing steam of their spilled guts Spitting like gills cut Simple Jak ill dumb My brain's the size of a milk dud s** my open heart Feelings from stomach furnace melt any bu*terflies by the open smoke and hearth Gullet slack ladle Dump saliva ooze out primordial exposing art Troll whaling ship bellies flense rib cages for the dead Behold the modern Noah's Ark New critics shoot the moves of government suits like black robes that cloak patrolling narcs They know I'm smart so I flood warn the hackers with a blazing flow virus code of arms Hoping their modem spark You don't like the evolution, go gather friends to expedite wild witch hunts for ghosts on Mars Freedom seen like dream sequences, we live in hell Watch the TV it eats academic freedom sh** What revolution, politics strangle you before free speech leave your lips From bell towers I snipe chancellors Under the surface burns, the pentagram Washington magic, the serpent stirs I murder firms Freedom of speech isn't free if there's punishments How could we live in peace when the White House den cloak Satan worshipers Demons in senate seats, sheeps content in sleep But wake up if you dare, disect the disturbing 9/11 scene Turning stomachs nodding I don't want proof of God, the devil or alien enemies Boogeymen in trench fatigues I stay subterranean to avoid think tanks of treachery Await in the mountains of Northern Westchester deep in the hills Hunkered down in a mobile home armed with weaponry If they send for me I guess my psyche record leave To make my music sound more like a paranoid acceptance speech All of my family went for right and put their monkey hands over their eyes except for me Sorry but free society doesn't make sense to me Cause they cast and fratricide In my flat, the voice in my own head on reverb trapped inside This fad has to die They heard the crack of spine From a hunk back came flying ravens with parrots tied on ankles from arrow slits On watch towers to send warnings to the nearest castle's pride Bannerman catch a parrots glide My lining saw spray and fade it cut like big belly carrot sliced The highest of sea gallon tides I'm famished from the poor crop and collapsing into my throne and haven't died Plow horse over campsite cook fires from pallet smite ?? I stake heads bordering parapet's gallant Intimidation for every battlements