Portrait of a family
Force fed through tunnel straws
Singing cannibal hymns of the bourgeoisie
There's a narc on every corner
Knock, knock, knock on every door
With a home made remedy
To loosen every tongue

How many bites
Do you think it takes
To get to the cyanide tooth
Brace yourself my darling
Brace yourself my love

Smuggled in their faith
Like an orbit in decay
Drools the cloying adulation
Of the piss ants
One shot for every snitch
Leads the needle to the stitch
It's a homemade remedy
To loosen every tongue

How many bites
Do you think it takes
To get to the cyanide tooth
Brace yourself my darling
Brace yourself my love

How many cries
Will the owners fake
To save pathological truths
Brace yourself my darling
Brace yourself my love

That's the way the guillotine claps
She's the one who's governed by contagions
That's the way the guillotine claps
She's the one who's governed by contagions

Life!
Is not the answer
Cry!
Will you assimilate
Love in the time of gilded crumbs
Crawl!
Until you weep with blood
Life!
Is not the answer
Canaries in the coal mine dropping like flies

How many bites
Do you think it takes
To get to the cyanide tooth
Brace yourself my darling
Brace your poleaxed love

That's the way the guillotine claps
She's the one who's governed by contagions
That's the way the guillotine claps
She's the one who's governed by contagions

Too many bodies shriveled up in their tributes
Too many bodies flayed with a grin
Brace yourself my darling
Brace yourself for a flood

He's the man behind the dresser giving zodiac advice
He says there will come a day to delete everything
Brace yourself my darling
Brace yourself for a flood

There's a woman eating her newborn under a tractor's frame
She says barren are the fields from the nephilim rain
Brace yourself my darling
Brace yourself for a flood

That's the way the guillotine claps
She's the one who's governed by contagions
That's the way the guillotine claps
She's the one who's governed by contagions

Governed by contagions
Governed by contagions