Did I ask you to tell me
How hard it is to lead a life
So special and so unique
You’re in danger of leaving the stratosphere
How painful it is to possess
All these ideals oozing originality
From all orifices gloriously
Manifesting here as fecal matter
It seems we need a new kind of a deicide
The kind which with a pinpoint accuracy
Removes even the subtlest hints
Of human egoistic godhood
Neglect these self-forged fetters
And you’ll come to learn
Their weight’s enough to drag you below
Down below!
But you chose to charge
Head first into that deep
With open arms and a wish
To be reborn through it
Was there anything to be found from those pits
You hadn’t already lost in your descent
Was the journey for nothing but to reach a dead end
To curse all creation and return to whence you came
To reach another dead end!
To reach another dead end!
The world stands accused and you think you know what it is to hate
Yet unable to fathom why the loath should reach no-one but yourself
Sure your back is straight
As your words are true
But you better get out of your rot
Before I’ll break your f**ing spine!
Here you stand accused
Exalted grudges came exposed
Scream out a revelation
Of what you took with you from the pits:
You’ll be dragged below!
You’ll be dragged below!