I’m tainted painted red you give me the reason to cut this path dropped down the shaft is this what you wanted? seething and breathing the descending darkness hand over hand I think I can see the end this connect is disconnect this cost is the cause I’ve screamed at seams tongue tasted the broken fatal inherent division the marrow of our bone condition never gonna be enough enough, enough never thought I’d see the day the day I wished myself away this connect is disconnect this cost is the cause what is it exactly that you see? the new me apex of my machine I’ve screamed at seams tongue tasted the broken fatal inherent division the marrow of our bone condition never thought I’d see the day the day that I dreamed myself away this is where I am, inane he is as good as gone

bloated, you fucking santa vaca piccato originale so the candy was just child’s play? I can see that you’ve misread, from the powder on your brain, content crawling crooked, withered aortae I profit from your heart’s decay devoid of hue and all I ask of you is to make me fall awake atroph-I sip cyanide, you swollen fake, rotting softly for your sweetened sake rub my gut — feel my filth dear powder-white Satan, how’d I do this to myself? rub my gut — feel my filth dear powder-white Satan, how’d I do this to myself? whatcha gonna do when the heart beats too? whatcha gonna do when the heart beats too? whatcha gonna do when the heart beats two? [I know what’s coming to you and you know what’s coming too and I know what’s coming to you and you know what’s coming too] I sell visions of sugar-plums inside your head binge feed the children snuggled safe inside their beds filthy pockets lined with your peddled wealth dear powder-white Satan, you only did this to yourself bloated, you fucking santa vaca piccato originale so the candy was just child’s play? rub my gut — feel my filth dear powder-white Satan, how’d I do this to myself? rub my gut — feel my filth dear powder-white Satan, how’d I do this to myself? whatcha gonna do when the heart beats too? whatcha gonna do when the heart beats too? whatcha gonna do when the heart beats two?

Moments I can't keep wounds I thought were healed haunting me in my sleep still they are so real Angel hold my hand chill me to the bone I now understand what it means to be alone Take these fragments please throw them all away they serve no purpose here we don't need them anyway I still feel you here I still feel you here

stop breathing we see you slipping by you cannot fool long-empty eyes with nothing inside emptiness arrived divorced from your inhuman kind we know you’re feeling weak your future’s naught, it’s black and bleak …it’s just the voodoo talking it’s just the voodoo it’s just the voodoo talking it’s just the voodoo it’s just the voodoo talking it’s just the voodoo it’s just the voodoo talking it’s just the voodoo… we want to show you you are alone too in Abyss, the darkness you knew embrace oblivion our final gift for everyone …it’s just the voodoo talking it’s just the voodoo it’s just the voodoo talking it’s just the voodoo it’s just the voodoo talking it’s just the voodoo it’s just the voodoo talking it’s just the voodoo… IT’S JUST THE VOODOO IT’S JUST THE VOODOO IT’S JUST THE VOODOO IT’S JUST THE VOODOO IT’S JUST THE VOODOO IT’S JUST THE VOODOO IT’S JUST THE VOODOO IT’S JUST THE VOODOO IT’S JUST THE VOODOO IT’S JUST THE VOODOO

pushing, pushing, pulling on my little toy gun pushing, pushing, pulling on my little toy gun war is sexy, war is fun! I like playing with my little toy gun war is sexy, war is fun! I like playing with my little toy gun hey poor people, on your knees I’ll fuck your brains with bullet sprees distort the child, make it mild, make this whole thing all worthwhile war is sexy, war is fun! I like playing with my little toy gun war is sexy, war is fun! I like playing with my little toy gun my little toy gun when I was a little boy I would watch on my TV, all the latest killing sprees in the name of our great nation I would watch on the news hour men of wealth and men of power, I loved how they didn’t care, bodies piling everywhere when I was a little boy I would watch on my TV, all the latest killing sprees, in the name of our great nation I would watch on the news hour men of wealth and men of power, I loved how they didn’t care, bodies piling everywhere pull my trigger, build it bigger pull my trigger, build it bigger pull my trigger, build it bigger pull my trigger when I was a little boy I would watch on my TV, all the latest killing sprees in the name of our great nation I would watch on the news hour men of wealth and men of power, I loved how they didn’t care, bodies piling everywhere when I was a little boy I would watch on my TV, all the latest killing sprees, in the name of our great nation I would watch on the news hour men of wealth and men of power, I loved how they didn’t care, bodies piling everywhere pull my trigger, build it bigger pull my trigger, build it bigger pull my trigger, build it bigger pull my trigger