Under the Whip

Fuck'no I never signed up for this
 Life crawling on broken glass
 Whips and claws like sticks and stone
 I'll rip out that screeching coffin-heart
 As the bull's whips are crackin' bone
 Now, flesh will crawl
 Each move's an error
 Like an iron claw in a velvet glove
 This bitch is terror
 Now, I shut you up
 Hell knows I've tried
 She's got a cruel, cruel way
 With those needles and blades
 It is time to let a sleeping dog lie (c'mon)
 Down and out - Dead and gone
 Cold blood - Cold comfort
 Un-avenged and unsatisfied
 Crawling lizard-like across the folds
 You're - Under the whip
 I'll rid me of you in due course
 Nay-saying driveling bitch
 All lights out - You're under the whip
 Dust to dust - It is pay-dirt time
 Under the whip
 Words like bullets - Like sand in my lungs
 Bow down - Backs laid bare
 Don't touch - Don't think - Don't feel - Don't speak
 Or those whipmasters-nights will flare
 (I Say)
 In the darkness of her firing-range
 End-game - (The) End of the line
 Flayed with whips from the devils grip
 Hell followed her two steps behind
 Now rip it up
 Whipped with wire
 You scream like scraping iron nails
 Higher and higher
 Beating on a dead horse
 Fem' Jackal - She-killer
 Like a double-dealing praying mantis
 Only bedlam can thrill her
 I'll never taste the rotten fruits you offer
 Crawl from under the whip