Cannibal Queen

Today I saw a thousand aborigines marching to your door

Asking please let us in but you offered them sanctuary

Like a royal master living in this great big heap of decay

Devil may tell all

Nail your wrists to the wall

This is the catholic party ball

How many times have you sold to the cannibal

You licked their hair and bones

Kissed their meat and teeth

you rubbed their flesh on flesh

Your body laid out like a queen

Was the best dressed corpse I'd even seen

Feel your holy spirit rising like a cancer of the heart

Screwing your sister in the hall with the lights off

Nail your wrists to the wall

This is the catholic party ball

How many times have you sold to the cannibal queen