Oh dear Kraken, Hold me like the antique dolls that align your coffin The Salt whispers of wavering tomorrows promise A dried out tapestry conveying Rape's Illusion hangs from the skies Yet I Yet they Yet we holding no listening to the screamings of blasphemy Why walk backwards when there's a B-rated porn flick playing to the sounds of narcissistic idiots? Kraken I'm sick of repetition Let's entangle the world Murder the masses and let the sociopaths purr! Sharpen your blade soldiers!
intentions and suicide black noise and pseudo dreams collide these mongrel's are rotting away Do you love it?! Wormwood sex lodged in the porcelain doll the violinist plays a solo for these damned schizophrenic schoolchildren! Ooohhhhhhhh! but they love it so! and wouldnt you know the hype is over before it even began decay for me you fuckers . . .
Parasite and paradox the blandness dances before the autumn screeches and did they remember the woeful whispering? shut out the noise! bask in todays faults fish hooking and vodka Parasite and paradox Genocide over a cup of tea Mad ravings and thrashings cut the chances former glory never existed Parasite and paradox raining insults, flooding laughter A god complex with no religion the state we reside is in hysterical hypocrisy
Ruffled feathers and Amsterdam's coffee house Who's pure blood will the stock exchange tap into today? Birdcage Man please don't try to predict the weather today! We all know its going to be ninety percent chance of acid rain Riots and Cancer! you can have both genetically engineered these days But don't blame the Fascist puppet! They can't help it if we are all fools So bow your heads and chorus "We all are tools of the trade!"
you don't stare at the sun when you bathe in recognition this old man and his golfers cap who's so emaciated has a different stance than us but you wont know any of this when the knife strikes at 3:04 the world will ascend with an unknowing eye with unkempt hair and trembling fingers we all hope for more yet the lag of footsteps and the rush of voices confuses even the saints come out of hiding walk to the ending let's go to where the visions return a clear view with eyes shut it's not an answer no it's just the way Mood: ? hell if i know Music: OGRE YOU ASSHOLE
