Из альбома: A Perfect Life With a View of the Swamp
High... higher than the stars...
Soft focussing
And so certain of everything but
Nights fall so much darker now
Sweet mother money pulled you in
Into the corporate cowshed squealing at first
But eventually we all sleep
A forgetful smile on our faces
With our spiteful lord and god
Cold enough to fake it
The tears in our eyes
Older than the innocence we fake
Yet so much more alive
...but...
I am an island of madness [in this sea of method]
Marooned by my self-reference [as scene sharks circle]
The ego has landed [I watched them line up]
To sell their stunted little souls [to the highest bidder]
In this sea of sense
Of comfort and contentment
When I pulled you close to me you couldn't see
I needed more than your protection
Than your pity, than your face, than your gimmick
We exist with no limits, but as you amputate the heart within it
Depart...
Until I tear them all apart with it
Step by step
Inch by inch
Bit by bit (you fit right in)
Brick by brick
An elemental fuck you
To my traditional comtemparies
The peddlers of self-parody
And intellectual cowardice (saccarine sweet and full of shit)
Changing with the tide and constantly
Begging food, sweet semen from the dick that suckles you
Suck hard succubi, bob breathe and release
Soft lights and elevator music
Vaseline on the lens and your aching mouth
You've been castrated
And the irony is killing me softly
Please believe
I don't want to hate you
Coward
Four more targets for my rage
This market that feeds on and feeds off the cleverest faith healers
How can I stand here and scream it like I mean it
When I just want to crank the crosshairs and yell "this one is for the children"
Welcome back from planet star
It's only reasonable to take what you can
Well I'm coming back around
Because I think we've had a little too much
Sweet fucking reason
High... higher than the stars
Deep... deeper than beyond
Sleep... with her loving arms around you
Sleep now... in her gentle loving arms