Rat King

Walking through the streets of Prague in 1586
Lost in faith you fondle your crucifix
Suddenly a furry wheel comes rolling down the street
You shake and fart at its filthy majesty

How the rats smell like poo! What would Jesus do?
No use saying Mass when rodents harass your ass!

Vermin crawl now on your beer belly
Evoken by the Magick of Dee and Kelley

Ave rex rattus!
Hail the rat king!
Rodents in your mind
Rats in your behind

Septic claws rend, yellow teeth bite
Beady eyes they glow with Enochian might
Covered in rats, with prayerful rants
You make a brown golem in your pants

Rat king flesh eats
Your blood down seeps
You feel a change vague
Like contracting the Plague

Knowing your human life was a lie
A rat you'll become after you die

Ave rex rattus!
Hail the rat king!
Rodents in your mind
Rats in your behind

Transformed in your coffin, you regain your sight
Seeing the Tunnel at the End of the Light
Risen from the grave, you join the furry band
Devouring Christians you frolic through the land!