Somewhere down the line Man created god in his image Inadequacy on a pedestal A basin for a lake of tears to drown in
And here we go again Where there's blood there's hirudineans Crawling from every hole, blotting blindly A brainless mob on the prowl
Sycophants cough their amen Follow the light at the end of the auricle Egos inflate as the bugs migrate Every blurp a revelation, an oracle
Fall, fall, fall, like flies from the heavens The leeches slide from their slippy throne Suck, suck, suck, till we drown in their muck Still quetching away, splitting heads with their drone
I will not waste my time I will not waste my anger Trying to find the head on a worm With a rectum on either end
A lie in a frame is still a profanity A ghoul with a crown can never be king Even crap will succumb to vanity its own stench the measure of all things
Fall, fall, fall, like drunks from a tight rope Nothing but a skidmark in history Suck, suck, suck, empty heads run amok Choking on self-digesting misery
Eyes will open Only when the ass starts burning Atrophied tentacles start groping Always loping, never learning
Deeper and deeper Into the swamp you sing with every word To rot on its bottom Until the stink heralds the next outpour of turdsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
