project your fever dreams upon the silver screen

splice her spirit into scenery

butchering every truth u don't want seen

have u no decency

have u no decency

your light is filtered thru a hunter's lens

trapped in the wilderness of the obscene

her mouth that has been fractured apart

she's the silent doll with a withered heart

her screams arranged to sound like art

have u no decency

wire hanger her for the shot

every piece of her they touched begins to rot