Bone breaks and heals
But heartaches can kill
From the inside, so it seems
I was barely thirteen when the company men tried to dig my Daddy’s grave
It happened on a French-owned tanker ship, spilling poison in the Galveston Bay
If I were the devil, first thing that’d I’d do is I’d come off like I ever gave a damn about you. I’d let you catch a peak of all your greatest desires, and I’d watch the flames in your eyes burn like hellfire
Find all the wolves in the land and I’d make them fight each other tooth and nail and hand to hand. Find all the sheep, make them stir up the pot, because once the wolves have killed each other sheep are what I want
As I place that thorny crown on my furrowed brow, well, I’d shine in all the tears of joy, yelling from the crowd. I’d want to brainwash some parents and I’d have the world, I’ll be in every schoolhouse lecturing little boys and girls
For my final act, I’ll tell you what it’d be; I’d have everyone so medicated, they could never see. My cloven hooves or horned head would be all disguised, and the best part of it all is they’d comply with their demise
If I were the devil and this world was mine to see, well, I’d witness all the atrocities and it’d probably frighten me. So I’d run back home with a story to tell, I’d tell all my demon friends that I always preferred Hell
Driving through the roadwork
On the work they took forever on
The road cones blur like memories
Of the miles we shared between
Long before we ever met
I made up my direction
Long before I knew the half
Of half I’m sure of now
The goddess in my Days Inn pen
The muse I ain’t refusing
The part of me that ain’t around
I’m always talking to
I’m the Alpha, Omega, beginning, the end
A light in the darkness, salvation condemned
I’ll lead you, I’ll show the way
Surrender your soul, submit, obey
If I’d known she was religious
Then I wouldn’t have came stoned
To the house of such an angel
Too fucked up to get back home
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