Into the Void (Filler)

There's a certain kind of man

Who can't raise a son

He can't even take care of himself

Let alone anyone else

This same sort of man can't bring a girl

Up to a woman of the world

There's little in the universe

That seems more absurd

And if it ever has happened before

Then it's still obscure

Because there ain't no kind of man

That can raise the sun

It only ever comes out

On it's own recognizance

And there ain't no living man

That can spin a world of shit

Intro a golden pearl

So what is the purpose

Searching for the perfect words?

Digging in the desert

Trying to describe the earth

For whatever you thought that it was worth

To make the bastard's hurt just a little worth

That's why I'm digging in the desert

I walked into a baptist church in a purple shirt

I wanna hurt the bastards

I wanna hurt the bastards

I'm going down in the mine

Just one last time

Back to the place where

I first lost my mind

I gotta try to find some kinda light

Besides the gleaming in a doctor's eye

The lies behind his beatific disguise

The memory of his constant greed is all I need

To proceed to unleash the freak

Then I meet the mystery beast

In the dungeon deep

Tonight I remind him of a child's hide

Where he once sunk his teeth

When I see him beneath my feet

He's gonna be that weak

And I can be something again

Instead of some disease

Mummy

I'm more than some disease

I was born to kill a wicked king

Some kind of Reagan hunter

To live amongst the vivid things

Even the raging thunder

No more crying in a cage

And gazing in vacant wonder

Upon the raping of the mother

The pillage and the hateful plunder

I seen the raping of the mother

Now hear the avenging thunder

Born to kill the president

Won't genuflect before

A genocidal government

Without a permit or a precedent

Don't wait for permission

From another man

Only from one woman:

The earthly mother

Cuz I am a classy mother lover

And you are a nasty motherfucker

You gotta love the mutha

You gotta love the mutha

The way I love the mutha

Turned me into the Reagan Hunter