Wax Idols Stare Back
I love the sad & the sick of the world
I love them, i love them all
(stare back)
I love their twisted & hideous faces
I love them dead most of all
(stare back)
I love the wealthy, insidious men
I love them so i make them crawl
(stare back)
I love the crafted, the coy, the refined
Yes i love the stink of them all
(stare back)
