"Tortured Geeks And Freaks Exposed"

"Tortured Geeks And Freaks Exposed" DJ Stealth...stealth...stealth ..stealth Tormented in my own skin and soul. Screaming in pain feeling to know. Confusion cringes creatures conjured to control. Cremated and castrated my creation is annulled. Scratching off the melting flesh of life everyday. Knee pads worn out from all the time I spend praying. Eyeballs crossed from all that I bare. Decaying flesh the smell is there. Acid baths, angel dust with a side of mushroom soup. Illusions and confusion tripping in Debo's chicken coup. Projectile vomiting relieves the pressure in your guts. Trapped in a tomb wrapped like a mummy in King Tut's hut. Magical and tragical Chris Angel's a tortured geek. Illusions and boozin' stuck in my mind freak. My Communion is me feeling up my inner love a sudden sneeze, bless you!! Crackers and wine was right on time falling drowsy in the pews. Barrels of broken promises bestowed beneath the bounties. Extraterrestrial extremities performing exorcisms in eternity. Ghastly ghosts are goners along with goons and grooms. Badly beaten brides born beneath the breasts of Bealzaboe.