Consuela ripped to pieces This devil's jury hand With you sat there in your cold sweat palm And your pigswill contraband As armies gather up their rage She waves them all aside Lay down in your mother's arms Consuela's boy did cry I don't want to die here, don't want to die I don't want to die here, don't want to die Wind, it hit the walls You're making me a man The useless s**ing from my breast And pigswill contraband Little man, get off your knees And wringing the hands of rye There's galaxies and universe And mountains yet to climb I don't want to die here, don't want to die I don't want to die here, don't want to die I don't want to die here, don't want to die I don't want to die here, don't want to die Stolen newt, broken tails Worn down with overuse Your brain is all in greatness So Consuela means of choose Little man, get off your knees And wringing the hands of rye There's galaxies and universe And mountains yet to climb I don't want to die here, don't want to die I don't want to die here, don't want to die I don't want to die here, don't want to die I don't want to die here, don't want to die I don't want to die here, don't want to die I don't want to die here, don't want to die I don't want to die here, don't want to die I don't want to die here, don't want to die I don't want to die here I want to die here I want to die here I want to die here I want to die