Bow Lower

Cohen-Dylan
Dali-Hendrix

Upon the alter
lies your offer
your wife and i dine together
upon the alter
I bless your offer.
I kiss your offer
your alter cracks
I fuck your offer
your alter breaks
my thirst now quenched
your purse now full.
I walk alone to hear THEM sing
to see HIM paint
and STILL your here to recreate
the nightmare,
your nightmare, i can't fuck it out
of my mind, as i grow poor...