God Give Me the Gas

God...give me the gas to turn fallen angels into fiery ashes Lips of lust and lashes into tongue capsules Swallowed by serpents and captured by servants Chained and caged Tamed and trained and schooled to be sane Old testament obscenities gone into obscurity Sad ones only seeking security under the wings of ugliness and words Uniformed...still nothing but sandworms God...give me the gas to burn what is bad and brutal Wrong way runners still in stubborn refusal Renewed and recycled and even renamed That sad song stays the same Cut and cast away the costumes they wear Camoflauged in conformity suits...taylor made to always tell the truth Luxurious is the lie that buys the billion dollar soul Hands now hurting but can't climb out of the hole Savor what they stole Bring back the bank roll now bankrupt Blow out the dynamite candles on your deathwish cake Feast of fools...frauds and fakes God...give me the gas to strap on the ticking time bomb Seal all the exits and entrance ways at the assembly of anticreation Time is getting near for those monsters to meet their maker Just like a baker of blasphemous bread Overlords of obscenity are soon to dancing with the dead In this age of annihilation I seek only to be a prophet of pain God...give me the gas to do this work with great expertise