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Benedict
February 2007

1. Benedict

2. Cake Me In Vomit

 

Benedict

Libera te tutemet ex delectatio morosa
Lupus non mordet lupum
Radix malorum est cupiditas
Auribus teneo lupum

I’m locked in a palace with hundreds of boys
I think of them all as my personal toys.
Our dress is flamboyant; we like it that way.
Though people have told us it’s really quite gay.

(It's terribly gay.)

Do what I tell you, but not what I do.
If you contradict me I'll get rid of you.
A condom's forbidden; now do as you're told.
You don't have to worry; he's not very old.

Dirty old man.
I'm just a dirty old man.
Dirty old man.
I'm just a dirty old man.

Und den für sicherheit we have the Swiss Guard.
They do private viewings to show how they're hard.
Their costumes are garish, we know what you'll say.
Oh look at their helmets; how terribly gay.

Spectacles, testicles, wallet and watch;
I like when the young priests all point to their crotch.
The choirboys kneeling give me a strange feeling;
The sight of their young bodies oh so appealing.

Dirty old man.
I'm just a dirty old man.
Dirty old man.
I'm just a dirty old man.

It's time for confession, get down on your knees.
Forget what they taught you, it's me you should please.
These morbid desires are perfectly right.
Come here little lost one, let me hold you tight


Cake Me In Vomit

Remember, you were in Georgetown
I came and I saw ya?
Your Mother came to request me
She'd had enough of your doctor

You didn't look to well
In fact, you looked sickly
You shouted to your Mommy
"Lick me!"

I really wanted to help you
I really wanted to do it
But tell me why you had to
go and cake me in vomit

Now, this is the part where I save your soul

I found the surplice and bible
The old man splashed you with water
You shouted and swore like a trooper
Well your words were quite out of order

The room was so cold
In fact it was freezing
You wanted your Mommy to
Lick you

I really wanted to help you
I really wanted to do it
But tell me why you had to
go and cake me in vomit

Now I know it's not right for a young girl
To hover three feet off the bed
But then I found clear inspiration
It was me that you wanted dead

I let you have my soul
You grabbed at the chance
I flew into the night
And I licked you

I really wanted to help you
I really wanted to do it
But tell me why you had to
go and cake me in vomit