Profane Martyr Lyrics - Cliteater

Suppurated boils cover your face 

Gushing down your chin, superabundant 

Pus 

Epileptic scraggly limbs leave a weightless impression 

Nailed to a wooden cross 

Like thumbtacks to a wall 

I made you a martyr 

Like hundreds before 

Picking you off the hazy streets 

The missing of a crackhead junkie 

Crown of thorns placed on your head now 

Piercing through your empty skull 

Snorting up the stench of blood 

Profane creation, added to my quantum 

I made you a martyr 

Like hundreds before 

I crack head vigilante 

Exalted above all law