Every 45 seconds a woman is raped Our sexist culture allows no escape The is violent crime is far from obscurity When the rate of victims is one in three
Scrotum nailed to the block, Testicles obliterated by ballpeen hammer. Labia stitched shut, blood runs from suture. Clitoris removed with the yank of
sometimes i care to wonder about the blindfold on my soul about the razor wire fence that isolates me in the mold the precipice is closing in on rancid
Where is my real imaginary world? Empty spaces of the sunset spaces of the lost hopes of the deprived of feelings faces The laughing devil is disappearin
Hosannas in Extremis Invading temptuous skies When Inanna rose, bringing angels repose And Narcissus' fate as their prize Blinded by Diana's mirror Where
Hosannas in extremis Invading tempestuous skies When inanna rose, bringing angels repose And narcissus' fate as their prize Blinded by diana's mirror
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There are some things in nature like giffafes when they're having sex that are so funny, it's plain to see. Some people take offence but my friend Darwin
You'll know the feel of my whip cracking on your ass I'd love to shove my shot glass up your tight, tight ass Stick a knife into your nipples 'till you
Shut up, I hear you Only miles away I never trusted you I only want to stay The only rape I know Is happening so true The only rape I know Is happening
Boys who rape should all be destroyed Boys who rape should all be destroyed Three to one girl How can you win One horrid night You hope that it'
I'm in a circle, looking up above I'm turning purple as she smothers me I watch you thinking, faces changing shape How is she happy when she thinks
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*Father* There'll be changes in your bodies and temtations in your paths you're voices will get lower and you'll need to take more baths. so imitate
I've been sentenced to all the things I had to do And a naked Image grew out of my hands A craftsman without tools, I fashioned these for you Voiceless
Wait, it's coming to me I'm starting to see, so very clearly Why I'm never happy? Because California's lonely California's lonely California's lonely
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Tears of angels are falling Children's mothers are calling And I'm not even looking down And miss these demons hit the ground Little babies are crying