From the recording Still Laughing
Created filthy products released for all to see
Their worthless contribution to the menagerie.
Seeds of sickness sway paved with bags of blood.
Nescient ghosts their captains propagate the floods. Helplessness their cries entwined powerlust disgusting simulation of alive.
While the slaves fight the slaves over slavery, their graves shall remain their masters. While their rage feeds the hate of complacence encaged A little lead will get it fed much faster.
Kill yourself or kill someone else. Maybe you'll finally get something done you worthless fuck.
We the seeds and the leaves that be the weeds of disease. Let it feed or let it breed.
Compete, complete the rings of being. Our travels of rabid circles. Deceased those feeding to feed those in need. Reciprocating role reversals.
A beautiful love, that bows out humbly and gracefully, is something you will never be. So strike that off the list of your delusional reality.
Beautiful love, in the masses hands, as a rosary, is something you will never be. So strike that off the list of your delusional reality.