Seize the darkened day There's only hell to pay And no one left to see This Prodigal return Sweet apathy's black toll You'll mourn the traded soul I'
I just got the news today you were dying Hot damn, we're already partying But please, before you have to leave Let me tell you a few last things Suffer
Mary had a little lamb It's fleece was white as snow, yeah Everywhere the child went The little lamb was sure to go, yeah He followed her to school one
Store-bought attitude and spit, a sugar-coated piece of shit. An instant rebel, just add greed. Another useless commodity. Broken glass and a broken jaw
Watch the broken common man Drown his sorrows at unhappy hour Dirty and sweaty with just enough to get by Calluses on his hands, calluses on his soul
Turn on all the lights and punch them out All four burners going, pile it on fire Metal sparks in the nuclear box Fist through a window pane And our broken
We killed a lot of innocent civilians To us every civilian in Baghdad was a terrorist [Incomprehensible] now in civilian clothes That makes everybody
The hour of reckoning draws near Judgment day is here and gone Sweetly she takes me into her arms A liquid embrace to chase the day away Sedate numb,
Flickering lies glazed cornea creating cerebral corpses A senseless data overload a prime time hypnosis bow to idiot box Self-induced anueretic sty waves
be the lamb The lamb The Lamb of God I cannot find the lamb The lamb The Lamb of God Did you hide the lamb? The Lamb of God The Lamb of God The Lamb
Whine, whine, whine How can you afford to throw me those looks When you haven't pulled the bloody wool From over your eyes yet? How can you say those
I want some hatred on through This pain to feel you're fading They say stop be more gentle It seems I walk this hard trail alone Come danger take them
As the leaves fall yellowing like aged paper Thoughts turn acrid and curl like cigarette smoke Rising from a butt ground out on my arm Step into this
Ripped out all the options Busted broke still drunk On hubris and the night from the night before Mechanically destroying the self, pushing Annihilate
Why the fuck is he poor? JJ the whore. Why the fuck does he not have a home? He needs a comb That fucker is to poor to own a clock So he sucks the cock
The public wants what the public gets Lazarus himself wouldn't rise into this world Decry relativity damned petulant For seeing through a Trojan horse
Lay waste, torn asunder weak and lost in the past Obfuscates, the self mind ripped it away Cobwebs and motes in the eye of the sun God I think not, serpent
Picking crumbs from the beards of others, futile organisms with no spine. Human lice with no spine slips into a neural wreck of humanity's rot. Trust