Jam Baxter, Rhi - Husk II (Tale of the Possessed Pinky) lyrics

You seek wonder, my passenger
You seek wonder, my passenger
You seek wonder, my passenger harder
And I listen to your screams

He hobbled out the brothel with that greasy
Grinning face of his
Chasing chicks with snot
Stained dilapidated lips
He used to marinade in bliss
Now he marinates in piss
With a urethra full of ether like
A sack of flailing fish
Blackened flaming ribs hid that husk
Of a heart inside
Wishes he could hide his face
But can't construct the mask in time (Why?)
Just lacks imagination
A double daggered, drug enamoured
Unimpassioned Satan
Meet the dehydrated victims
Of excessive salivation
With sliced minds reduced to a
Disgusting slab of bacon
Peel the rashers, take 'em (Forever)
So we can eat them whole
And watch the frost gleaming
On their bleeding weather-beaten souls
The pigeons watched him slither yard
Sipping liquor lager spilling
Down his crippled, scarred and withered arms
Saw his reddened hands and
Swiftly slit his palm instinctively
And sat to watch the beads
Of blood dripping calm
There's a Buddhist monk
That never took a punch
Guess he's got a pot of black
Pudding he can cook for lunch
He ate himself to nothing as I
Yawned and brushed my teeth
And gently prodded at these eyeballs
That always stunk of sleep
Damn (damn, damn, damn)
That's a masochistic cannibal
(yeah, yeah, yeah) that's a parasitic animal
Shackled in his manacles, I watched from
From my balcony like "Damn
This shit is magical"

You sick wonder, my passanger
Staring in the mirror you sick won-
Some kind of, some kind of monster
You sick wonder, my passenger harder
And I listen to your screams

This morning, to my horror
I observed my little finger
Had developed two beleaguered eyes
Blinking in the wind
I bit them out a hundred
Times before the kettle boiled
Drank my tea and softly stared at
Them like "What a pretty picture"
Twin fangs burst through the
Blister they'd been chewing
To form the mouth that eventually sought
To become my ruin now
Fucking screwing I fought as
The nostrils formed
And then the slob was born again
Like some miniature storm brewing now
It was a week before he could speak
The chain smoke, the screaming
Howling shriek in his sleep?
And last month I began feeding the beast
Man, he's a glutton for these pieces of meat
Now tell me (tell me)
How am I supposed to draw
Gash with a swollen, crimson bigot
For a little finger screaming in
A freezing winter blizzard
They never teach you this at school
You little lizard
And in time he chewed the flesh off
Every ear in which he whispered (munch)
Reminds me of that creep
That I spied on from my balcony
He walked from the trap house
To the brothel and back, hourly
He stared up and said: "I love
The life you found for me
I'm sick, I'm a starlet
I'm a marvel of modern alchemy"

You seek wonder, my passenger
You seek wonder, my passenger
You seek wonder, my passenger harder
And I listen to your screams