salutations salivations

[forest_child]

dead bodies in the bathtub
flesh rotting the underwater sub
let the runoff hit the floor
spell your name in bloodwater
from the toilet to the door

further more
i count on your blue and empty countenance
count in tens and thousands give me sores
and deliver me from hell's core
sending acid drenched galore
seeping from my pores

vigilante
stacked chips
won't ante
won't take the chance
in our last dance together
carrying you a bag of feathers
your feet drag
so i cut them off for good measure