Fuck Me On Star Tours

Teach me cruelty’s meaning show me the depths of your depravity
Why did you leave him in the trunk so long?
You shook your baby till his head fell off
Make believe his death won’t hurt say your prayers they’re coming for you
His birth screams destroyed a billion galaxies they’re coming for you
A conscience stirs beyond the veil seething, red with hatred
Zeniths of bliss a malign malevolence in mirrored spectrum, nadirs of despair
Worlds ricocheting through the void will scar your retina a billion galaxies destroyed
Chorus of color an ocean of sound, restless his corpse shudders under the ground ambivalent gods turn deaf ears to your prayers as the creak of old bones buried under the stairs sing “bring her to me”