inside you hide behind four walls you don't have to say you love me viscous long hanging fangs with blood dripping off side today you want to support a cause but you don't know
eyes, face & hands when will you ever live to understand your god is sin, self & Satan you need a long rest on a long awaited vacation
you surf the web a doorway to Hell now I have a very good story in which to tell an old man took out his teeth to eat a bowl of Maypo his folly was sadness in the grips of his climatic suffering
Suffering in silence... it's in in tuned harmony to its hidden beasts menagerie so who the Hell cares ? of how you really feel inside
just want to take your stuff and run away and hide growing up in the tribal schools preparing you for college the choices you make today will become evident in eternity's sway some lie in wait in order to tease