Verbage

The God in the Bowl
(S. McCorkindale)

Satan loves me,
Yes, I know
For the Bible tells me so
The insect god calls to me from the bowl
Satan loves me
Yes, I know

The sky lights up at night
Storm clouds and semen rain
It calls me once again
Sings the junk inside my veins
The god inside the bowl
It never had a soul
It calls me once again

The open sores and gaping graves
Caught beneath the insect slaves
The god inside the bowl has no concept of a soul
Asleep in sores and gaping graves

The sky lights up at night
Storm clouds and semen rain
It calls me once again
Sings the junk inside my veins
The god inside the bowl
It’s never had a soul
It calls me once again