October 29, 1977 I: Rapists in My Home
The apparitions are coming
They wish for you and the surrogates
There swinging the axe on the pinewood door
How can we keep them from coming in
They want from me what is mine
But what is mine they'll never get
Every single thrust brings them closer to the edge
If I can make it out the back
Then they can never get in
Pack your haversack and get on foot
Rapists in My Home!
Rapists in My Home!
Rapists in My Home!
The aunts are defiled and dead and swollen
The depraved carnivores feasting on there defiled flesh
Run out of breath
And run for the woods
Shrouded in the setting sun
And they saw me leave
Through the shattered windows
The apparitions are coming
They wish for you and the surrogates
There swinging the axe on the pinewood door
How can we keep them from coming in
They want from me what is mine
But what is mine they'll never get
Every single thrust brings them closer to the edge
If I can make it out the back
Then they can never get in
Pack your haversack and get on foot
Rapists in My Home!
Rapists in My Home!
Rapists in My Home!
The aunts are defiled and dead and swollen
The depraved carnivores feasting on there defiled flesh
Run out of breath
And run for the woods
Shrouded in the setting sun
And they saw me leave
Through the shattered windows
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Not that it paints pleasant picture in my mind..
I wouldn't want a rapist in my home. *hides*
And thank you for your advice.
It helped.