(Hook x2) My brain's strange from taking contaminated acid While you be selling your soul we a**a**inate a**a**ins Am I hallucinating? You'll see visions of d**h, possessed By homicide is what I'm obsessed Reek of puterfaction and d**, the acid taste often lingers Susan Atkins licked the blood of Sharon Tate off her fingers Off the hand of Satan, hot corpse masturbation Get my rocks off, sparking a golf course a**a**ination Pistol whip and k** the rich, triple six Extremely horrible like a beautiful b**h with a dick Every society receives the criminals it deserves Subliminal with the words, and every visual's absurd Dope dealer storm dancers rain down chronic showers The cult leader cure cancer with hypnotic powers Goon druggie tie-dyed psychedelic paint job Dune-buggy drive-bys, heretics that hate God Red spider acid tongue, d**h rider, ba*tard son Empire stand as one, Hellfire Canyon Club Crocodile confessions occupy obsessions We personify homicide - We're the essence (Hook x2) "d**h To Pigs" written on the wall in blood Pestilence and sickness the war's begun Trippin' in a coffin numb Lift your tongue, put this underneath Orange Sunshine, a hundred sheets Morbid dungeons and demons a hundred deep Grimy tornado tyrants and independent souls Hawaii volcano, private Jimi Hendrix shows I've seen the symmetry of infinity clearly, like Timothy Leary weary Questioning every existing theory Then we enter to the hallways of the always Twisted like corn-braids Trippin' like Grateful Dead tour-dates I seen Satan and God raping your mom Then they all melted away in globs and claymation blobs Simulation, Play Station, X-Box the d**h doctrine Altamount angels to murder-sprees with Tex Watson The shepard sent the lamb to Bethlehem Pentagon Nephilim, sitting in the center of a pentagram (Hook x2)