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noun, pl: a person whose duty is to put to death condemned persons


i'll put my hand up her halo...
i'll take my eye out of the sight.
i'm wondering what i'll shoot up my arm...
instead of drugs to get me high.
how 'bout heroin and city lights?
how about 100 pure undistilled
dirty little lies?
how about "stories"...
that slutty girl's cries
"rape rape!"
as everything inside her dies?
one bullet?! you've never missed?!
ahhh a white-eye assassinating heaven
well check the rep, and for a price
i'll surely try.
(Well, God's gonna be pissed.)
whatever it takes! and whatever it makes
commision goes to Satan,
he'll take half, and some of that virgin pussy.
some tropical drinks and his mother's immortal soul.
a sniper with a five-star rating
and now i've seen heaven, you can be sure
when I stop breathing it's
more than just a blur. you'll never
take me out with your dirty tattoos
and vice versa I'll never care about the fact you could've cried
enough to hear the snap of your pinholed spine.

i'll put my hand up her gun.
disassembled for fun.
buy it, load it, shoot it:
laced insults and light a match with
gunpowder dusting her tongue.

i'll put my hand up her halo...
i'll take my eye out of the sight.
i'm wondering what i'll shoot up my arm...
instead of drugs to get me high.
how about pure crack rock...
and a scientist's intelligent mind?
every day is an armful of needles
are we too bright to show them off?
too desensitized
and listen to my words;
I speak about cauterizing you and me
is this all we've got? is this all we wanted?
darling you are a scene
and the way she weeps words, boiled and diseased
did she dig them up? like daisies
how does she push them through her sewn-up lips?
I think I think she's all I need.