Against Nature - Normal Nihilists lyrics

Horatio, we are going! How dreary to be someone. A city built of bones, the tower, a river of great depth, to winter. Normal nihilists, that withered narcissus wandering the road of wrong intentions. Progress like fire, cleave cleverness into morsels for rabid lap dogs. I went down to Piraeus, our ancient dull distress, too much time spent dying, all the altars in ruins. Did African*s want anything of me? Pylades declared himself. Progress like fire, cleave cleverness into morsels for rabid lap dogs