welcome to the terror dome where snakes get blown home into they cattcombs where bad meets evil, the depressed take on the sad where they run up wit mags, and prove that death is not a fad lay deep in darkness, stay under the city lights or u'll catch a spear to the ribs like the body of christ lick the blood off bone dry as i stare into your eyes get off on the fact of seeing another grown man cry plead for ur life, screaming "no i dont wanna die" its a cycle of life, birds fly and fish fry money transfers thru hands, so then a thought becomes the plan throw ur ass in the garbage can like raggeddty anne so wheres the beef? show sum proper edicit or be in more red than the deficit chalk lines around u that much is evident lamp in hell but every1 knows that im heavan sent