Gaza
EP • 2004
When Pharaoh had let the people go, that God did not lead them by way of the land of the Philistines, although that was near; for God said, "Lest perhaps the people change their minds when they see war, and return to Egypt." So God led the people around by the desert road toward the Red Sea. The Israelites went up out of Egypt ready for battle
Submitted by SerpentEve — Feb 24, 2026
There is coldness to explosions We got to see her bones I had hoped that we were better than that That we were connected enough that it would hurt us into giving a fuck You shut the fuck up You should have known that roses are my favorite flower You shut the fuck up You should have known that flowers are my favorite color You should have... We will beat you with a bag of doves
Submitted by SerpentEve — Feb 24, 2026
When it ends, when heaven comes Angels are executioners And cold steel will be the new colors of the Gap We will use leaf blowers from the Home Depot to clean Up the hair and bones The scars on our wrists will open Some of us will faint before we sleep Because no one picked up at the NYSE We'll count and compare the flowers on our graves and See whose mothеrs loved them more
Submitted by SerpentEve — Feb 24, 2026
Jesus is tight but you'd probably Find more happiness with a good Plastic surgeon I'm chewing on dog teeth And hospital fat bags So maybe we should welcome it With open arms? And should you smell the burning And hear the screaming You can't tell yourself We didn't deserve it You can't tell yourself We didn't deserve it Piles of human and antiseptic as we cut the ugly Mothers wielding crosses made of children bones Armies of the half dead with their arms to the sky Armies of the half dead with their arms to the sky These who spoke against Him Bled from their throats As their jaws had been torn away We knew it was blood Because it was Warmer than the air
Submitted by SerpentEve — Feb 24, 2026
If we were made in his image, heaven is ruined or a strip mall
Submitted by SerpentEve — Feb 24, 2026
They used you to clean up tears after a Thrice show Fucking belt buckles everywhere Never digesting anything is a hell of a diet plan Here come the suit-bitches I watched them hollow out horses Run They gored me once with a diverse portfolio Put a dollar in the box It's across for show (It's across for show, and it's down to go) And it's down to go (It's across for show, and it's down to go) It's across for show (It's across for show, and it's down to go) And the spectacle (It's across for show, and it's down to go) I'm going to throw gristle at my guts It's like the sink of finding a lump I've got your black plague right here How long before the pain-junkies storm the gates? God God God God It danced on us Like black lung Before our hearts gave out Put a dollar in the box It grew on us It grew up like a sister While every time Celebrating your neck It's across for show (It's across for show) And it's down to go (It's across for show, and it's down to go) It's across for show (And it's down to go) And it's down to go (It's a cross for show, and it's down to go) Pray it's malignant, prey it's malignant Pray it's malignant, prey it's malignant Pray it's malignant, prey it's malignant Pray it's malignant, prey it's malignant
Submitted by SerpentEve — Feb 24, 2026
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