How vile to utter his name He who has slugs, lice & snails Fleeing at the sight of their enemy He who would break the bones and tear the skin of the Noble sacred youth Until flaps of flesh hang Fiend beast and venomous ghoul His pale corpse like sheen knows no more He who would rend the pink faced child's cheeks The eyes contemplate While the razor sits and grins He who would stitch your eyes shut Depriving you of the spectacle of the universe Fiend beast and venomous ghoul His pale corpse like sheen knows no more He who would rend the pink faced child's cheeks The eyes contemplate While the razor sits and grins He who would stitch your eyes shut Depriving you of the spectacle of the universe He who would break your arms like two try branches and then forcibly make you eat them He who who would raise your virgin body by the legs and swing you around like a fiend and hurl you against the wall and each drop of your blood would spurt onto a human breast to get forth an example of his weakness Fiend beast and venomous ghoul His pale corpse like sheen knows no more He who would rend the pink faced child's cheeks The eyes contemplate While the razor sits and grins He who would stitch your eyes shut Depriving you of the spectacle of the universe