Prayer Rug

(I've always been curious about those things which makes the average person's blood run cold with fear and horror. But then the average person becomes upset over such simple things.)

I put in the leg work
I'm stalking Online Christian dating networks
If God's a bitch you better tell her
As a kid my night terrors measured that of Lovecraft's
I'll sleepwalk to a desert
Sit in a patch of cacti ingesting buttons
Squatting like settlers
Feeling the air texture
I quit taking tabs
I want to brew shroom tea in the tub with a straw and take a bath
They say the shit I say is mad
Smoke pill chunks with left-over shake from bags
I'm such a loser it's like the cut out cardboard people at my house of made up fans
And make 'em laugh
My following take up land
The illest under eight suns
How is this rap?
These red carpet cats is wearing make up man
Cheddar caked up hands
I'm the truth
I'm proof
Look an ape does stand
I'm how you get ape from man
So high when I took the pills
I ate my hand
Vision quest like walkabouts
On the forest grounds
I'm lost and found from the hospital
I escaped naked
When they tried to grab me
They pulled off the gown
But I'm okay
I'm recording now

(Good day to you madam, may I please come in?)
(Why do you want to come in here? Don't you know there's a giant that lives here?)
(I don't care who lives here, I'm so tired and hungry and I can't walk another step)

On your planet Earth
My awareness is
Owl in the tree, staring in
Tear the strip
I come baring gifts
All the horror of seeing tomorrow on fire
Good, air this shit
Who fronts drugstore cowboy?
I wear this shit
Terrorist fertilizer bomb dungeon lair crypt
I can't bare to spit
I'm just fine with being famous
As a singer of pentagrams
Stuck in his parent's crib
Where's the trick?
I'll scalp her and wear her wig
I'm getting careless
I don't care to spit
Shaved torsos in the fridge like hairless pigs
I ate her cervix
It tasted pissy like asparagus
The first girl I left in a room starring stiff
At first I couldn't look I was scared of it
Now I play house in a residency that's not mine
I stay 'til the arrival of bog flies

"um I'm good man"

(He signs himself the beast. Mark of the beast, 666. Very, very something or other)