The Sicker Things Lyrics - Dew-scented

Just thoughtless words of filth filled with influence 

You no longer feel the presence of wit 

Losing all self made shape is an easy step up 

And reality is a maze being truly unable to lie 

Simplicity, the twisted lifework, so full of might, your cheap disguise 

Trust me with no fucking doubt but pride 

Learn at last to read now between the lines 

Weakness for remorse is an instrument 

And irony means wisdom if you are soon to try 

The sicker things will join me now!!! 

Out of mind, revering echoes, so full of shit, your plastic kingdom