The Ever Bleating Fools Lyrics - Cadaverous Condition

come to me, please come to me 

take my heart, fill up my soul 

take me out and take me in 

take my hand, let it all begin 

(and then let all fall down) 

all shall be well 

but not for me 

of what I tell in the rhyme 

they don't feel, they never do 

the ever bleating fools 

in this world it's plain to see 

they are luckier than me 

the ever bleating fools 

Lackey's tunes are beautiful 

his words are, too 

but not for you 

the ever bleating fools 

some will never understand 

anything or everything 

or what to do 

the ever bleating fools