Prone Lyrics - Dreadlock Pussy

gently he brushes the dust from the mirror 

revealing a face that sends down a shiver 

the spine of his soul for it has controlled 

the course of his life for as long as he knows 

but he's not afraid and willing to face 

the fiend that's inside of his soul and his veins 

the Judas that caused all the grief and the pain 

and tell him for once and for all go away 

go back to the hatred infested delirious 

imagination the figment you are of 

sprout of a boy who's been prone to disease 

and mental controlled by the powers that lead us