It's your party bopping the gristle
of sanctimonious heathens
with no cover charge
Hats off to the body-snatchers
in delirium's sweet memories
of intoxication
Welcome to my hidey-hole
of puddings and veins
and hypocrites
as Jesus resurrects
Farewell you sinners
forget the afterlife
What awaits you
is a kiln with eternal strife.
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