Attrition The Illuminator
Time to time, and slip my mind
And never trust your fate will lay unrecognized
Heart to heart, and have cigar
And pray your revolution isn't satisfied
I am the illuminator
Arm in arm, with karma man
And never trust to entertain a genocide
Ash to ash, and acid baths
Pretending we were really kind of civilized
I am the illuminator
Have a nice time