Rampton

Harvester of death behind a marble altar Sucking your last breath- smiling A gibbering wreck, rope of love around your neck Life a crucifixion- keep smiling Sinking into depths, hands are tied behind...

Within her hands are gifts for the damned You take them all Consume the pills, the acid, the booze Weakness can't refuse White speed, brown smack, bone pipe filled with crack There's no turning back...

Enter the 49 gates of uncleanliness, said she hoisting up her skirt I held my breath against her fetidness As I gazed upon a swinish flirt I worked like a mule down the pit For seven long days and...