He come slow, the slither man

So long crawls out of his own dead skin

He come, he come



I come here for your pain

I come take all your pain away

Two in me, they can't see who they are

No, no, no

Little voice, with big horror

Come meet the advocate's devil

Leave your soul at the door

And come on inside



Asylums of lost insane

A kiss from some slowly dying face

Two in me, they can't see who they are

No, no, no



Sex and death and the american west

Fuck us all, farewell to flesh

I want you, I want to, I want to kill you



Wanna kill your pretty face, kill your pretty face

Come on give me a little piece of death

The darkened heart inside the self

To lives to sleep, to dies awake

Kill your pretty, kill your pretty face

Kill your pretty face



Tear the heart out of mother

And mother bleeds

Cut mother open, and the wounded mother dies