Johnny Booth Mr. Grey
I will invoke
My ability to not exist,
these riches are poison,
Says the melody
let your crooked parts embrace the earth.
My retinas have been peeled open.
To move forward you must look back.
An empty corpse,
an empty promise
the days stress this smoking gun bursts through my
chest.
the only beauty is none conformity.
Fear leaders to silence - excess leads to death.
Existence, is blinded by sound is deafened by bright
lights.
You point out all the ills within man, but never point
within yourself.
Your only concern is looking good on paper.
Life is not a gift
It's a curse.
I'll drink my soul to death, to purge this discontent.
Before it kills me.
I don't believe in religious idols.
I've placed my faith in humanity.
So pay your dues
And make amends
You owe us this in your blood
Or I will carve you up.
Forfeit, pick up sin and golden calf [x5]
