Cyborg dogs bark at me
          But they know not why;
          Jumping off their cliffs
          Thinking they won't die

          Laughing jackals
          Know it all;
          Holy women
          Lick the ball

          Wiggling worm
          Makes his speeches;
          Dying lovers
          Are his leeches

          You tell me,
          "The world is flat!"
          So I tell you, "I
          "Trust only my cat!"

          Snake Man says
          His lies are facts;
          Then chops his head off
          With an axe

          Wailing screams
          Are all around,
          But they never
          Make a sound

          Death is smiling
          In its ad;
          Deadly people
          Are so glad

          Precious garbage
          Is our money;
          Pearly pigs
          Think it's funny

          Intersecting
          Lines don't meet;
          Barbwire circles
          Trap your feet

          Suicide fashion
          Wrecks the mind;
          But the gold
          Has all been mined

          Crushers come
          To crush again;
          Winners come
          To lose again

          Reach the bottom
          Of bottomless pits;
          Then truth and lies
          Become opposites

          Gritting workers
          Smash what works; 
          Pesticides
          Feed the jerks

          Kingly bums
          Rule the world;
          Upending nations
          With heads swirled

          Serving terds
          On silver platter;
          Listen to
          Their grateful chatter

          It never stops,
          It never stops:
          There is always
          One more cop

          You tell me,
          "Sin to survive!"
          I tell you,
          "I'm not alive!"

          Endless rivers
          Running dry;
          Immortal people
          Start to die

          Plastic flowers
          Turn to dust;
          But real flowers
          Forsake rust

          See the gods
          In their sunglasses;
          For with their sex
          They are so classless

          Obscene geeks
          In their limousines;
          They look good
          When they can't be seen

          Galloping Fruit Loops
          Head for the sky;
          Only God can
          Tell us why

          Finding things that
          Can be found;
          Starts them jumping
          Up and down

          Presentable vegetable
          On TV;
          Tells us what to
          Think and be

          Family preacher
          Poses as prophet:
          For in his lies
          He sees profit

          Power Moonie
          Writes a book;
          Without his cult
          He's a crook

          Marching flowers
          March off a cliff;
          Seeing no worth
          To ask "What if?"

          Listless pools
          Are inviting;
          Insane words
          Are reciting

          Piercing pain
          That does not wane;
          Monsters blame,
          "Truth is our bane."

          Cheerleaders
          For the beast,
          Run from mirrors
          Of the least

          Blind driver swerves
          Into my path,
          Hoping to
          Incur my wrath

          Living in her
          Lifestyle heaven,
          She thanks god
          For Seven-Eleven

          Sneaky monster
          In the hall,
          Happily digs
          Her pitfall

          Naked people
          Hiding sin;
          So that they
          May sin again

          You don't say
          What you see;
          You leave it all
          Up to me

          Are you smiling
          While you're dying?
          Are you laughing
          While you're frying?

          Blinding darkness
          Covers the eye;
          So we won't see
          Why we die

          I see wheels
          That will not turn;  
          I see fires
          That do not burn

          Insane sanity
          Hero to all,
          Because we think
          We'll never fall.