The Hundred Thousand Dollar Altar lyrics

I laid the boy on the hundred thousand dollar altar
And took the knife, a very sharp knife, and cut off his balls
And then I pierced his eyes and ate them
And sucked the blood from them
As he sh*tted, I sucked on that
Not after j*rking him many times
And eating the c*m left over
Then I f*cked till he bled there
And we're both smeared in c*m and blood and sh*t and juices

The altar looked beautiful, blooded and sh*tted
I think he died, but maybe not
But then this great man attacked me
Oh my God, and killed me
I could hear him eating and f*cking me
He also ate my balls and came in my mouth
Till I choked to death
Or it streamed out my eyes
I don't remember

Then or before was all this whipping
And naked rides on leather seats of cycles
With forty or fifty rough boys following
To help f*ck and p*ss and kill and f*ck
And kill and p*ss and f*ck and kill
And f*ck and c*m all over me and maim me
And put me into unconsciousness and delusions
They were called the Greeks and Vangoles
And Lower East Siders and Mission Street Murderers
And God
I saw everything so clearly
So beautifully
So suddenly

With a little help from Quaaludes I'm getting over that
If you can get me and Mandrax from England or anything