Dull, dull, dull
Every single tyke is a null
School stunts your growth and children warp your mind,
I'll forgive the slaughter in the name of malign
Moan, moan, moan
Clarity is shocking the unknown
There's a disappointed ghost in your hotel
Do you understand the better part of how we dwell?
Entropy is soothing me with a eulogy for destiny
The rest of the sticky, tricky wicked are awake
Would you die for entertainment's sake?
Detail the derail, forgive the mess Delusion equals happiness
The rest of the sticky, tricky wicked are awake
Would you die for entertainment's sake?
Amputate your face discover the (Perception)
Six senses over the shadowy (Perception)
Sigh, sigh, sigh
An over rusted lullaby
Remember that the times will fail to praise as we suffer through another boring batch of
amaze
Scream, scream, scream
Praise the heinous forces of extreme
The illusions of indecency won't hamper our delight as we separate another prosecuting
parasite
I'm so perfect in my necromance
Undo the buckle and remove your pants
Annoy you into showing me what you have there, then retain the memory, and claim that I
don't care
You're mowing the lawn so numbly in your sleep, I'm pissing on a nun's vagina as we
speak
Laughing at an ugly untalented stranger, while your station is the comfiest source of your
danger