Rigid Letra

The cause of all my destruction,

drowning nova flows my life's deduction

Closing in with your mind's emotion,

with a little help from my firearm devotion!



Swept away in this blood stream, a vicious current,

you're standing tall, looking too obscurent

A pair of scissors, a knife, something to make cuts,

piercing through your organs, the need for the guts!



Pleading,

bleeding,

feeling,

your rigid small intestines flow through my fingers

only what I need,

is the large ones to satisfy



A hammer to the skull,

switch blade to the veins,

anything to cure me from being insane.



Pleading,

bleeding,

feeling,

your putrid, vile flesh.

Giving you the gift of death,

what you need best!