I'm just trying to get the devil off my back
I'm trying to get God off my chest
I eat the pain in Christ's eyes
An endless well
As I nail him down
What is this place so foreign?
Carnal pain
A visceral opiate
Suck down my life
Taken by my many arms I am become death
I've become my masterpiece
I am the crumbs clinging to the beggar's chin
The undertow that stole the pulse of his eyes
A holocaust of severed ears
My war is my art that I live by
All things through me must quell
I am the king of this tongue it satisfies the grave
My many hands are shaking
Gripping
Postulated at the weeping gate
My fingers are itching worms
Implored by lust
Lurching at your throat
But my life was mine to take
Taken by my many arms I am become death
I've become my masterpiece

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