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little red fox on the demon box...she devours the grapes of wrath
i follow her down straight into hell...on perditions winding warpath
greed like gas pouring fuel to the fire...living the nightmare dream
her screams are erotic and wildly robotic...miswired on a misled street

night into day and day into night...eternitys eyes turn black
flat on my back she's on the attack...long gone like the flowers of spring
sad solution...pollution...inviting intrusion...she's strong like a barbaric queen
she's a master,a monster,a vixon,a viper
venom it flows through my veins...pleasure and pain
i die from the serpents sting

i run like a rabbit with a deadly drug habit...i'm selling my soul like a fiend
double minded and blinded my thoughts are unwinding...like a mountain of misery
suicide static on full automatic...machine gun madness unseen
unloading the clips on fools that will slip on flip sides of reality
invisible idols that bring raw revival...they worship the tall toxic trees
the birds eat my flesh and the bees drink my blood
i die from the serpents sting

nuclear nations don't need invitations...they come on the bomblasts breeze
like lunatic lepers,hookers and hellions...living only to spread their disease
i look through the window i see angels and halos and demons of dirty dark deeds
ignite the infernos like crooks in casinos and cops that make love at crime scenes

where the metal meets the meat and blood flows through the beats
where freedom rings and slavery sings...
a blood red moon is on the rise...prophets of doom now compromise
fangs sink deep in the x-rated heat
i die from the serpents sting

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