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One of Three Dreams
02:59
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I can see people gathering 'round a well
looking down into its great depths.
Some throw themselves over the edge
and fall down.
The good seem to be swallowed by a
bright white light.
Have I made good choices when I was alive?
Have I been a good man?
I can wait for a thousand years, or I can fall for eternity.
I can wait, can you see me...
I hunger
I can people gathering around
waiting forever.
They just keep falling down,
falling forever.
Have I been a man when I was alive,
have I been a good dad?
I can wait for a thousand years, or I can fall for eternity.
I can wait, can you see me waiting now
Falling down, down, down...
As I fall and see the light receed
Engulfed by my choices
Left it all for my quest to succeed
Thinking where does it end?
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Macabre Mistakes
02:31
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Hear my plead, take my seed
Then think of me persistently as something that you need
Adore me, abhor the
Thought of my suicide inside a bathtub filled with all of me
Time enough at last
to contemplate the horrors that will surely come to pass
God, time enough at last
to dwell on all the macabre mistakes of my past
Cardiac arrest, cardiac
Pin inspect, needle intact
Semen, lifeblood, acid, pupils bulge as I inject
Hear my tune, you'll go soon
Listen for the voices, you'll hear them too
God, time enough at last
to contemplate the horrors that will surely come to pass
God, time enough at last
to dwell on all the macabre mistakes of my past
Me, me, me, me, me, me
God there's time enough at last
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CALL OF THE VOID
It's just like swerving into oncoming traffic
It's just like ripping a healed slit
It's just like my boot on a child's head
It didn't do anything
It's just like deliberately not feeding your pets
Let them fester until they're dead
It doesn't mean anything
Nothing is real
It's just like shitting on 14th and Grand
You're safely out of the mire
It's just like burning your possessions in a fire
It's just like coerced, screamed shouts for Thee
"Oh my God."
It's just like singing a song out of key
Sung out key
It doesn't mean anything
Nothing is real
Doesn't mean I can't love
Doesn't mean I can't see you (lie)
Doesn't mean I can't hear you (cry)
Doesn't mean I can't smell you (lie)
Doesn't mean I can't taste you (die)
FUCK MIKE PENCE
Turn on the TV, what do I see?
Endless rich cocksuckers lying to me
All hail the based god for whom they believe
The only real news will come from his tweets
I salivate suck manna from his teat
I want his tasty brine juice on my sheets
I dream of mindless devotion to thee
Oh God, Listen to me
(It goes)
Lies lies lies lies lies lies lies lies
lies lies lies lies lies lies lies lies
(Blame the)
FCC, CNN, NBC, Fuck Mike Pence
BBC, CNN, FCC, Fuck Mike Pence
I dream of spineless devotion to thee
I'm in the White House so listen to me
I really appreciate his policies
Oh God, Piss on my sheets
Lies lies lies lies lies lies lies lies
lies lies lies lies lies lies lies lies
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