Judge

I don't sleep I don't eat I don't sleep I don't eat I don't sleep I don't eat I don't sleep I don't eat I cut holes in the plaster Set fire to the streets I don't sleep I don't eat I don't sleep I don't eat I drag priests from their pulpits They choke on my leash I don't sleep I don't eat I don't sleep I don't eat I conduct every harlot They drop to their knees I don't die I don't die I don't die I don't die I don't die Who am I? I am the tramp The tongue in the air The last remaining chink in the guise I decide who lives and who dies I don't die I slaughter your flock From the weak to the heathens You do it my way Or I push your face in The almighty, all fucks given It's all on my terms The suzerain arisen What am I made of? And what am I made of? Sun, bile, and cum Charcoal, piss, sulfur, dung And I wrap around the necks Of all those mouth-breathing fucks While they marvel and strip Writhing in pools of spit I just heave in the void Thrash and spin I call its name from the sky I know defeat by the eyes And I dance, and I dance With the pretty young things They bend and they twist Until they're all, until they're Wrapped around my wrist I'm a prince to the grifters, I turn apostles to pimps I don't die I don't die I don't die I don't die I just fuck I just fuck I just fuck Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck Who am I? I am the tramp The tongue in the air The last remaining chink in the guise I decide who lives and who dies I don't die I slaughter your flock From the weak to the heathens You do it my way Or I push your face in The almighty, all fucks given It's all on my terms The suzerain arisen