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Rat Mania Part 1: Lines 161-213

Skulls and Cross-bones smile like an armband boisterously
A brainwashing formula I have yet to discover leaves me grizzled
With Spectral Illusions and dilated pupils 
The liquor is calling out to me again
I don't even fancy a drink
Emesis Volcano with Oriental Eyes
A liberating vision, A spiritual Earthquake
My armor is like Tempered Steel
An Atomic surge, similar to Treason
Purges the once permanent contaminations
My temples pulsed with purple veins 
As I penetrated the Blood-Thirsty Dungeon
I deciphered the hidden literature
And dealt with razor-sharp abdominal pains
The Blood is back...I can feel it
The cigarettes lay idle next to an old fashioned typewriter
My fists balled...
Celebrated aspirin ingested, my cerebral functions decline
A mad-house Collapse
What have I done to myself?
Who is it that listens increasingly interested to my misfortunes?
A Tsunami of Belligerence, Immaculate and Super-Charged
Echoed in Nightmare-Land, an infamous lasciviousness
A Polynesian scholar was starved of obscenities, meticulously proper
His social dexterity, impeccably Nuclear
A carnivorous status-seeker
A Night-Stalker by nature
His sex-glands excrete Testosterone and Pheromones
The Stealth of Night without Moon
A mandatory celebration ending with dawn molestations
His instinct to visit a Cat-House groans as he Invades her
Feverishly undressing, Her flower-petal skin punctured
A reflex of fingernails...
An absent-minded palm print on his face
Her last time on this Earth to entertain
A telepathic repugnance streamed from his eyes to hers
Her fatal mistake...
An Eruption of Horror like bubbling, Volcanic rock
A full-grown Mammoth with a runaway inability to extinguish
The Bastard of Hell that fuels his Viking spirit
In the Lotus Position she breathes no more
A cynical grin and Blood-Red eyeballs
Demogorgon is pleased...
The Stench of meat cooking alleviated his Pagan amnesia
Idyllic debauchery tempted the stoic, the Morphine caused his itching
Scabs have formed, his behavior deranged and incorrect, Evolution idle
I am not racist and I am not color-blind
Tell me you are faking this self-generated bedlam
The Sonic Butterfly perished
Apathy swam up next to me in a Siberian Trance
Presenting me with Psychotropic Plants
I fertilized my brain-cells with Alcohol and Therapeutic Spices 
A Consecrated Psychosis

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