Her throat is soft her lips are red

her thighs are white her heart is dead

Jezebel

red rope burns around her wrists

her blood is cold a serpent's kiss

do you need love whore?

I like to hear you beg

she's crouched down in the corner

with her hands between her legs

Jezebel

broken glass and dirty needles,

soul erosion truth electric god our superman found dead

in a telephone booth shards of teeth ice pick

abortions orgasmic death,

so warm let's die screamin' black goat semen

I can't hear you whisper

'conform' hearts will stop and brain

cells pop apocalyptic sunshine

high she screams bloody murder

as they chop off her fingers

so this is how it feels to die

but it's o.k. she was screamin' bout conspiracy

talkin' bout takin' sides

I was masturbating just contemplating

the cold love of suicide,

hearts will stop and brain cells pop apoca-

lyptic sunshine

high she screams bloody murder

as they chopoff her fingers

so this is how it feels to die