[Music: Embury, Lyrics: Embury] Spit out the poison That plastic motive The soothing pain that feeds the hole A carnage path of one-time friends A stepping stone to personal ends A line that piles high An art of trend Champagne delusions Contorts and bends The seething ma** which consumes deceit The frozen glance Burn obsolete All we are is section Struggling bindly through deception