oil remove shred and tear radiation vapor. it's the fear so unclear man in motion going nowhere. in our homes stuck in the face spread the dirt to populace.
Now my friend, we stand at the end. We've failed to find the way out. . The falling of messiahs and the raising of funds. Is a procession of liars, thieves and wrongs.
Hey ya wake up sleepy head bling bling to the game. Slacking over again what is given up instead of. A million miles of pain friend. I'll see ya in another dream.
flesh makes a stretch through the hoop again no faults nothing ever gained. livid fear, our time has come about what was believed now turned inside out.
Ralph the janitor enjoys his job. He sweeps and mops up the garbage and crud. While alone at night he searches for goodies. He goes into every room hoping and praying that someone is flowing.
anger thought so no thought touched inside crazy. (disembodied gutteral noise need not make sense).
"The forecast calls for destruction tonight, death for tomorrow, and. Armageddon by the weekend.. This could be the end of life as we know it". . Cold steel, surgical dissection of memories lost to plague.
Raaaaghhhhh!. Gather in a circle we're going to play a game. Kneel around the cookie each with a stiffy we're ready to begin. This time it's not for pleasure you'll have to stroke it faster than ever.
for reasons untold born a body mass no excuse for. intolerable kick set in glass grasp a moment shattered. . a lock on the door scraping demon trapped resides.
Hey !. . V1:. When I see you. I have no sight. It's like I'm in the dark. . When I lay you. Try to sway you. You don't get remark. . Chorus:. But I just can't wait.
"I want to kill everyone, Satan is good, Satan is our pal...". . Seething, inbreeding, ignorant, believing liars...salvage. Seething, inbreeding the fear of independance.
"Condone first degree murder! Advocate cannibalism! Eat shit!". . Pool of Stool. I slipped and fell into a manhole,. I discovered I was knee-deep in doo-doo.
Vertigo is the leading force of will,. as many paths as its forced to fulfill. Billions of combinations to make them be,. a billion more to set them free.
Desperate, deranged. Talking in my sleep again. Eyes twitch, retain. A sentimental something. Looked torn. And we burned and burned. I was a cinder body soul.
Angry man walks through fields steps in shit, gets pissed off. Finds the cow that made the mess, kicks the udder, milk and innards spill. Carves out the belly, gouges out the neck.
"Does blood turn you on?. It does more than turn me on, it makes me cum!. And more than the sight of it,. I love the taste of it, the taste of hot, freshly killed blood!".
Beyond control, we are falling, out of control, there's nothing left. From sacrifice, to survival. The harvest is over, yet we are not saved. All have failed, its not what we've lost it's what we've made.
"Sit back, slip on your absorbant undergarments,. and let the mayhem begin". . No disspelling through retrospection. Unresolved woe, flash burn wounds infection.
Vision of apocalyptic extermination. Pathetic squealing human beings. Forcing the caustic destruction of everything perceived. Burning Cleansing Ending Human Existence.