I want to thank you friends, wanna thank you family
for burning my dreams, filling me with verbal dysentery
my thoughts never hated, I'd hoped you'd known
If I'd gotten my own way all the people would be gone
they said they wanted freedom, said they wanted hope
so using chloroform I choked
their pretty little mouths, ignorant to the pleas
desperate panic running down their knees
I'm the god of extortion, of twisted violence and distortion
a pathetic lie, a ******* let down
sat atop the throne of shattered dreams,
rusty nails and surgical wire my makeshift crown
*falling in love with thy blackened abnormality
cauterizing the exposed wound of human morality*
they say God loves you, say he's always there
I say God disgusts me, he never ******* cared -
pariahs of false dreams, society's preaching rejects,
building holy structures of false promise and respect
the antithesis to every moral you've been told
if God were alive I'd shoot him lifeless, bang bang, cold
oh yeah I'm the designer of death, the superstar of disdain,
killing in the name of love so others never feel my pain.
Oct 23, 2016
Oct 23, 2016 at 10:18 AM UTC
I want to thank you friends, wanna thank you family
for burning my dreams, filling me with verbal dysentery
my thoughts never hated, I'd hoped you'd known
If I'd gotten my own way all the people would be gone
they said they wanted freedom, said they wanted hope
so using chloroform I choked
their pretty little mouths, ignorant to the pleas
desperate panic running down their knees
I'm the god of extortion, of twisted violence and distortion
a pathetic lie, a ******* let down
sat atop the throne of shattered dreams,
rusty nails and surgical wire my makeshift crown
*falling in love with thy blackened abnormality
cauterizing the exposed wound of human morality*
they say God loves you, say he's always there
I say God disgusts me, he never ******* cared -
pariahs of false dreams, society's preaching rejects,
building holy structures of false promise and respect
the antithesis to every moral you've been told
if God were alive I'd shoot him lifeless, bang bang, cold
oh yeah I'm the designer of death, the superstar of disdain,
killing in the name of love so others never feel my pain.
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