I'm just trying to get the devil off my back I'm trying to get God off my chest I eat the pain in Christ's eyes An endless well As I nail him down What is this place so foreign? Carnal pain A visceral opiate Suck down my life Taken by my many arms I am become death I've become my masterpiece I am the crumbs clinging to the beggar's chin The undertow that stole the pulse of his eyes A holocaust of severed ears My war is my art that I live by All things through me must quell I am the king of this tongue it satisfies the grave My many hands are shaking Gripping Postulated at the weeping gate My fingers are itching worms Implored by lust Lurching at your throat But my life was mine to take Taken by my many arms I am become death I've become my masterpiece