أكرمنا بقولك لنا اذهبوا فأنتم العتباء كنا لا شيء، فجعلت منا شيء، الفضل لك، الحمد لك، المنة لك، الثناء لك، يا الله، ألهمنا شكرك، ألهمنا حمدك، ألهمنا حمدك، إلهنا اللهم يا حي يا قيوم، يا حي يا قيوم اللهم إنا نسألك في هذه الليلة المباركة، نسألك في هذه الليلة المباركة، يا من سترت منا القبيح، يا من أظهرت منا الجميل، يا الله، أعطيتنا ما سألناك، أعطيتنا ما سألناك وفوق ما سألناك، بادرتنا بالنعم قبل المسألة. نعمك علينا وافرة، آلائك متكاثرة، ألسنتنا عن الشكر قاصرة يا الله، اللهم إنا عبادك وإيمائك، أتقياء، ألقياء، أخفياء، ومستجاب الدعوة اللهم أدخلنا في دعواتهم، الله أدخلنا في دعواتهم، وأستجيب لنا ولهم. اللهم أدخلنا في هذه الليلة في دعاء المتقين، في دعاء المخلصين، في دعاء المقربين. اللهم أدخلنا في دعاء الأقصى والحرمين

They come for me "Be quiet or be killed" They said they'd come for me Who's voice do they obey? Who sent these dogs for me? And if I die, then I die It was only flesh to me Now I see They come for me "Be quiet or be killed" They said they'd come for me All men are dancers on a thread Weightless and hovering Their eyes, petrified, and wandering Now I see They come for me yet Motherfuckers should be crowning me The detainees form a chorus For the gospels shaped in lunacy I've seen it all I've done it all I've lived it all before The last I heard they fall like Confetti to the floor And I know, I know, I know, I know (Pressure) I know, I know, I know, I know (Taut as skin) I know, I know, I know, I know, I know (Through my bones and through my limbs) I know pressure I know pressure, god, no (Inshallah, fatwa, my kin) But I know And I know, I know, I know, I know (Pressure) I know, I know, I know, I know (Taut as skin) I know, I know, I know, I know, I know (Through my bones and through my limbs) Why you hide I still know the same hands are on me (Inshallah, fatwa, my kin) And I've seen red Hallowed are the gutted pores Of a body born from wreckage Gagged and bound to the floor Let a fool rush in, any and all I'd devour I'm the motherfucker who took down the towers Call me boxcutter, kafir, heir to a whore Damocles hung, cut the cord I hear them coming through the door Through the door Through the door Through the door And I know, I know, I know, I know (Pressure) I know, I know, I know, I know (Taut as skin) I know, I know, I know, I know, I know (Through my bones and through my limbs) I know pressure I know pressure, god, no (Inshallah, fatwa, my kin) But I know And I know, I know, I know, I know (Pressure) I know, I know, I know, I know (Taut as skin) I know, I know, I know, I know, I know (Through my bones and through my limbs) Why you hide (Inshallah, fatwa, my kin) I still know I still know I still know See how they rush in In twos or threes or more I want them to know True glory's claimed through gore The crown's a ring of cronies salivating 'round the throne Put up your hands, hands, hands, hands For the submission of a pig The coronation of a snitch The rise and fall of a bitch Their epitaph, a header: "Forty hours of terror" A wealthy life spent Body bent like a beggar's "Alhamdulillah" chants the tenors "Alhamdulillah" croon the sick All Hail the bastard daggered, dumped, and rotting in a ditch The symphony strains, once coordinated, now collapsed The curtain unveils to expose the crowd's final, palsied laughs Ten rounds to purge the jury One martyr made complete Just watch me push the button And make history repeat And I know, I know, I know, I know (Pressure) I know, I know, I know, I know (Taut as skin) I know, I know, I know, I know, I know (Through my bones and through my limbs) I know pressure I know no gods, none above, nor below (Inshallah, fatwa, my kin) But I know And I know, I know, I know, I know (Pressure) I know, I know, I know, I know (Taut as skin) I know, I know, I know, I know, I know (Through my bones and through my limbs) Why you hide So how are you gonna stop me? How are you gonna stop me? Who's gonna stop me?

I don't sleep I don't eat I don't sleep I don't eat I don't sleep I don't eat I don't sleep I don't eat I cut holes in the plaster Set fire to the streets I don't sleep I don't eat I don't sleep I don't eat I drag priests from their pulpits They choke on my leash I don't sleep I don't eat I don't sleep I don't eat I conduct every harlot They drop to their knees I don't die I don't die I don't die I don't die I don't die Die, die, die, die, die, Die, die, die die die die die Who am I? I am the tramp The tongue in the air The last remaining chink in the guise I decide who lives and who dies I don't die I slaughter your flock From the weak to the heathens You do it my way Or I push your face in The almighty, all fucks given It's all on my terms The suzerain arisen What am I made of? And what am I made of? Sun, bile, and cum Charcoal, piss, sulfur, dung I've wrapped around the necks Of all those mouth-breathing fucks While they marvel and strip Writhing in pools of spit I just heave in the void Thrash and spin I call its name from the sky I know defeat by the eyes And I dance, and I dance With the pretty young things They bend and they twist Until they're all, until they're Wrapped around my wrists I'm a prince to the grifters, I turn apostles to pimps I don't die I don't die I don't die I don't die I just fuck I just fuck I just fuck Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck Who am I? I am the tramp The tongue in the air The last remaining chink in the guise I decide who lives and who dies I don't die I slaughter your flock From the weak to the heathens You do it my way Or I push your face in The almighty, all fucks given It's all on my terms The suzerain arisen

That was three years, three years spent Passing by your window with a lot of lead Lost under the silent season Held to a brooding contortionist dance Calling Satan out of leisure Now presenting: the Sultan Al-Bokhari The prince and his caliph Here marks three years of Ah, ah, ah, ah Here marks three years of Ugh Here marks three years of Ah, ah, ah, ah Here marks four years Four years, four years of my life lost So why don't you come to my house? And knock upon my door? And if you object Oh, if you object It'll be by my design As it's always been and as it'll always be Now I buy and sell people like you Now I buy and sell people like you I buy and sell I buy and sell I buy and sell I buy and sell I buy and sell I buy and sell Ah fuck I've rallied the rot, the pale gaudy punks Ah fuck I ran that bitch with the crack of a whip Ah fuck I've offered a beheading, my death, their wish Ah fuck For their penance they submit a sacrament of flesh Open fire on a crowd Here's to the fool that made a bastard of the child Open fire on a crowd King for a day, tomorrow a clown When you refer to me When you refer to me When you call me by name I'll be known as Mouchette Mouchette, Mouchette, Mouchette, Mouchette Mouchette, Mouchette, Mouchette, Mouchette Mouchette, Mouchette, Mouchette, Mouchette Mouchette, Mouchette, Mouchette Wrapped in white women Wrapped in white women Wrapped in white women Wrapped in white women This torso ran its course I said this torso ran its corso Corso, corso, corso Ah fuck I've tallied the days spent ripened to rot Ah fuck I've summoned the son by the cunt of a witch Ah fuck They call for bloodletting, for which I am indebted to their wish Ah fuck In unison they clamor for their leader's head Open fire on a crowd Here's to the fool that made a bastard of the child Open fire on a crowd Face down, everybody on the ground Open fire on a crowd Speak up and I'll shut your fucking mouth Open fire on a crowd King for a day, tomorrow a clown

I turn to you I turn to you I turn to you for if I'm caught If I'm caught If I'm caught I know that I've lost I know I'd be caught dead I surrender my arms And abandon all the men that I've led Those apostates' wagered souls I left to stalk the abyss I grow drunk off your wine Until it crawls from my lips And if my eyes betray my soul Then by your hands sew them shut Oh, sew them shut Bind my heart, split my throat, Pluck the tongue from my mouth And send word far and wide Of the collapse of a king What am I worth if not Glorified and adorned in flames If I'm not to be worshiped If I'm not to be held I wish to be draped in gold and smelt With no bonds on my soul Nor land to my name You want to know? You want to know? You want to know where I've been? I've been driven out To deserts untraversed Mirror to a rotted out moonscape Dragged along this lunar curse To what end? To what end? To what end? I've been thrown to the furnace On God's corpse of an earth While the heavens Stemmed with poison Pollutes the mantle of the hearths How many arms, hands, and legs Have to break Before they reach you? Sewn or detached I submit my final Suicide tract Let it rot Let it rot If these hands are bound and sutured Cut them off Cut them off If these feet no longer guide me Tear them off Tear them off If this chest no longer heaves for you Let me rot Let me rot If this head no longer aims to you Cut it off Cut it off Cut if off Reveal yourself to the people In all your glory adorned in vain As a head upon the steeple Impaled before the ordained Show us a kingdom of treasures Deliver us pleasures from pain With ten arms conducting the qanuns Flay the flesh from this frame I've been thrown to the furnace On God's corpse of an earth While the heavens Stemmed with poison Pollutes the mantle of the hearths How many arms, heads, and legs Have to break Before they reach you? Sewn or detached I submit my final Suicide tract

Bring them up to the sky Bring them up to the sky Bring them up to the sky Bring them up, up Bring them up through the clouds Bring them up through the clouds Bring them up through the clouds Bring them up, up Bring them into my mouth Bring them into my mouth Bring them into my mouth Bring them up, up, up And I have you in my periphery Scouring out of an open pit And I have you in my pillory Bootlicker, boss cuck And I have you in my guillotine Strung up in the market's pick And I have you in my reins Laughing, laughing But it's not enough It's not enough It's not enough It's not enough It's not enough It's not enough It's not enough It's not enough Why do you hide? Year after year Watching you from every angle But this time you're alone Brooding, while in every silhouette I catch you running And running And why do you hide? From being marched before the mirror By those who groom and sedate you Show me muscle Show me teeth Press the irons to your feet But it's not enough It's not enough It's not enough It's not enough Until you're paraded forth from chariots Where trampled bodies crowd the temple's floors Forced to watch while those who jump Break their backs against the rocks It's not enough It's not enough, enough, enough, enough, enough Souls in single file Rising up to heaven And for you I would concede If only just to see you And if only you would come down Now I have you in my grip Amongst the writhing mass Of preterists cast down Lashed to the clock Wrists to ankles, head to crotch But it's not enough It's not enough It's not enough It's not enough Souls in single file Rising up to heaven And for you I would concede If only just to see you And if only you would come down Come down

Haunted is the corner dunce Haunted is his reflection When reeling from the sink Or cursing at the river I bend to a slant And jump in Turning my back To watch the face you made Surface from every shiver Appearing from a daydream I bend to a slant And jump in Until you're back again At twenty four At twenty four At twenty four At twenty four At twenty four At twenty four And wretched is the consciousness That lingers on its fate Interned in distant gardens I know you I'm from you And still I feel these hands Wrapped around his frail Antennae of a neck "And does it ever end?" "And does it ever end?", he says Until you're back again At twenty four At twenty four At twenty four At twenty four At twenty four At twenty four Creeping down the boardwalk Staring up into the sky "Anything good in me Is because of you, he said "The rest is my fault" And all those bitter angeled fools They want to know what it's like down here Crowded with the shackled bitches And their moans Each one helpless to our prayers Yet we still bend and mourn Mourn, mourn once more Until you pull me back To the ends of my bed I can't take this anymore Place my head to your chest Let me rest Until I'm back again Peering from the vanity I watch you Across the room I go inside Almost physically Like water in water And I have seen you And I have seen you there And I have seen No, I have seen you there Haunted is the corner dunce Haunted is his reflection When heaving from the sink Or cursing at the river I bend to a slant And jump in Turning my back To watch the face you made Surface from every shiver Appearing from a daydream I bend to a slant And jump in

She makes it all She makes it all Disappear At her whim At her command But not today, not today, not ta -ta, -ta, -ta, -ta She makes it all She makes it all Disappear And from her lips And from her mouth This honey pours out Out, out, out, out, out, out I got fury Sexual fury In my soul In my soul In my soul The night is beautiful Oh yeah, I said it's beautiful But you even more, you even more You even And if for a moment If for a second You'd come waltzing out that door Adorned in your Nyro blouse I'm in the white house I'm in the white house watching from above And I'd have to come clean I'd show you around 'round, 'round, 'round, 'round, 'round She makes it all She makes it all Disappear I'd give it all I'd give it all But not today, not today, not ta -ta, -ta, -ta, -ta And to any and all Women out there Give me your love I wanna dance I wanna fuck I wanna make you cum Cum, cum, cum, cum, cum, cum, cum Oh, honey Oh, baby You smell of Rose red wine Sassafras Mixed with something from the dirt And moonshine Come and feed my Feed my Feed my ranks Let me Let me Let me be your prince My scarlet muzzle Your candy paint nepenthe lips Lysistrata Binds Al-Lat to Al-Uzza and Manat, yeah My gin-soaked barroom queen Adorned across my rings I think it's that time It's time to design a woman She makes it all She makes it all Disappear At her whim At her command But not today, not today, not ta -ta, -ta, -ta, -ta And to any and all Women out there Give me your love I wanna dance I wanna fuck I wanna make you cum Cum, cum, cum, cum, cum, cum, cum

I want them one by one Until there's nothing left inside The film ends quite alright Or was it only a daydream? Sixteen studded ankle boots Fucking Betsy on the roof again Though she knows just how the scene ends With a wide open mouth Betsy begs: "Say when, say when, say when, say when" Another ten bucks down the drain again I want them one by one Or at least out of my misery Though your love doesn't come cheap Was it only a daydream? Didn't I? didn't I? didn't I? didn't I? You know how I feel about Standing by the side It doesn't slide "But I thought I'd have a laugh this time" Announced Shahryar's prince Heir to a swine They killed a girl today And Phaedra was her name And If I had my way I'd wipe that smirk off their face I'd take them by the face, by the face By the face, by the face Until they come for me Why won't they come for me Until they come for me When will they come for me I want them one by one Until modesty sheds its guise A harem to be colonized Or was it only a daydream? Am I the only one? It goes on and on and on And on and on and on Habibti, I want to be your only one Your corrupt monarch, your parhelion Your rag doll jester fucked to the floor Your leashed, bound, and gagged corner girl Habibti, I want to be your whore And I also want to make you mine, mine, mine, mine Sixteen studded ankle boots Fucking Betsy on the roof again Though she knows just how the scene ends With a wide open mouth she begs: "Say when, say when, say when, say when" Another ten bucks down the drain again Another surrenders to the streets again Another martyr on her knees again Until there's one man, one man All inhaling All of your breath again Of all the men who confess Of all the names you recollect And of all the sweat you ingest Is mine not the sweetest? I want them one by one Until she's the only one left in sight The film ends quite alright Or was it only a daydream? Am I your only one?