Album: Subjective Concepts
Streets are littered with our filth
But we trust, do it all the same
Cruelty is written in puddles
I think it went in my socks, keep stink
You wanna know what Riddlin' says?
Work defeating everyone, no way!
No way! No way! No way!
Toss more bodies and own the piles
Sybiline hideous corpses unveil
Wear it with pride, Aflecks mouth
Born to know us as I did now
Wish that we could all stay
And get that graveyard under the grave
No way! No way! No way!
You've got so much
You've got so much
You've got so much of hate
I wish on pronoia!