Kisses and Curses

angel cloud


The pyramid is punctured
one eye spits the venom
Holy flesh in rapture
cobra hissing lies

Satan sold my soul back
for pennies on the dollar
I played him for a fool
and then broke out the fiddle

Fires in the distance
burnt halo on horizon
Angels suck the light source
a harbinger gone awry

God is sex and blood
gives the greatest head
Pulse through ruptured veins
there’s chaos in our bed

This grave could use a dancer
she wears heavy black boots
Curse the darkness nightly
the moon is whispering hell

All cards laid on the table
five aces in the open
Cheat the virus fever
home free and pockets full



Scott Thomas Outlar

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