How he knows every wretch's death
And none of them are crystal believers
They all shiver under fate's icy breath,
But turn their face to the seeming deceicer
Alarm!!
To all the foul aberrations
Who feed off the disgust of the masses,
All joined together
To make a scrap of a living
The eye sees all The eye says so
Behold!!
Their defective bodies in wonder,
The creeps and whores, the wicked and deformed
Amazement paints the faces in the rickety bleachers,
They scream for more of the modern horror:
(only one creature knows their awful end)
A justified torturous completion
Of all their wrong doings and black sins
Forcasted in crystal visions,
Slouched over the clear Seeing Eye
He marks down each death and he quivers
How he knows every wretch's death
And none of them crystal believers