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!