Pity For The Pious

[Verse 1]

The pious pour their pity pure

I can sell a little cure

The burning flesh

The sweetest smell

I kiss the angel

Burnt in hell

I watch your fallen, boring fate

As you sweat, and you masturbate

I'm touching you but cannot feel

But one small poke, and you will squeal

[Chorus]

Constantly commit, consume

Creep onto your closing tomb

[Verse 2]

No whiskey welcomed at your door

Not a light for your whore

Not a word that I can hear

The stench of shit tells me you're near

[Chorus]

Constantly commit, consume

Creep onto your closing tomb

Your god is gaping

Your god is waiting

Your terror rises

To no surprises

Your god is gaping

Your god is waiting

Your terror rises

To no surprises

[Verse 3]

Mirror, mirror on the wall

Dobermans are in the hall

Mirror, mirror on the wall

Take off that blindfold, face them all

Mirror, mirror on the wall

Dope bonanza in the mall

Mirror, mirror on the wall

Hold on tight, and I'll fuck you all

[Chorus]

Constantly commit, consume

Creep onto your closing tomb

Your god is gaping

(My god is gaping)

Your god is waiting

Your terror rises

(My god is gaping)

To no surprises

Your god is gaping

(My god is gaping)

Your god is waiting

Your terror rises

(My god is gaping)

To no surprises

[Outro]

Mirror, mirror on the wall

(My god is gaping)

Your god is waiting

Dobermans are in the hall

Your terror rises

Mirror, mirror on the wall

(My god is gaping)

To no surprises

Take off that blindfold, face them all

Your god is gaping

Mirror, mirror on the wall

(My god is gaping)

Your god is waiting

Dope bonanza in the mall

Your terror rises

Mirror, mirror on the wall

(My god is gaping)

To no surprises

Hold on tight, and I'll fuck you all

*Whimpers, moans, cries*