They'll laugh
when you're smiling.
They'll shriek
when you're crying.
They'll grin
when you're living,
but they'll hunger
when you're dying.
In the bloody
chains you wear
try to break them
if you dare.
In the darkness
they'll wait for you
you know you lust them
yes you do.
Heaven's gate is
the one you seek
but they're the wicked
they devour the meek.
They've tricked billions
in their disquise
you look foolish
in your demise.
Their cards on the table
to your dismay
your hand full of nothing
your souls decay.
My whores from Hell
will always comb.
Are you too far
too far from home?
Sir Mister Pestiferous aka The Black Swan |