The Ripper's Mind
SIN'S ON MY SIDE
In six days, the world was created
On the seventh day, he masterbated
I felt his sin from down below
the lies had never been so low
There is no such thing as purity in this age
In his book of lies, it's just another page
Don't tell me i'm wrong, Don't tell me your right
You may have won their love, but you've already lost the fight
All the prayers in the World will not save you from my wrath
Look at the facts. Forget the Lies. Do the math
Spit at me and tell me i'm a sinner
In the end, I'LL EAT YOUR GOD FOR DINNER
� Ripper's magical love potion: Nine cans of Natural Ice beer..its 5.9%! Not only will you suddenly feel like you've taken a bottle of Viagra, but the girl you're with will get more and more attractive with each beer!
� It's easy to make a homemade tattoo, kids. Just take a couple shots of vodka, find a safety pin or something just as sharp, and go to town! Remember, pain only hurts if you let it!
� Don't succumb to peer pressure! No matter what you hear, don't use condoms! They cut the circulation off in your penis and the result is not pretty.
� You're allowed to rip up the bible if you do it at night! Honestly! I read that somewhere.
� Bible paper makes horrible tissue paper..my ass is still sore
� Its okay to fool around with underage girls just as long as you make sure they have no pleasure whatsoever.
� Its 5:45 p.m. on a Thursday in the month of May, and you touch someone you hate, the Emancipation Proclamation is no longer in effect and that person is your slave forever
� If you see me in the street and you give me a dirty look, you will die one day!
WHY I SPELL GOD WITH A LOWER CASE G
I went to Sunday school, like a good little boy,
And every lengthy prayer gave me such joy
Confession was good, because I was a sinner..
Because I was told, without God you can't be a winner
The priests, their words, would make me feel bad
Their stares, at times, would make me feel like I was mad
Where is this God that I pray to all day?
Where is my award for all the money I pay?
I can see trees, and cars, and the crack in my wall
Why can't I see this God, who started it all?
I'm a teen now. I still go to mass
The reason, unknown, I dare not to ask
I stare at this man hanging from the cross,
I think to myself "what makes you my boss"?
ATHEIST INVINCIBLE
I don't understand you
Our similarities are few
You say your prayer late at night
The liars really taught you right
Little girls praying on their knees
While whores downtown do it for fees
You will not make me die
You cannot make me cry
I can beat the unbeatable
I can repeat the unrepeatable
I will be God!!
DRUNKEN CLARITY
Life has no meaning
Every position is demeaning
I'm almost ready to die
It is useless to cry
When this is done..so is the fun
We will all drowned screaming (Your soul's last breath is beaming)
I want to fuck you
Spread your legs
I want to help you
Continue to beg
I am your savior
The Creator
Build me