Towards - Elevator lyrics

Urinate on the disabled Mock them as they drown Fondle yourself to d**h In your silent, private disco Revel in the accolades Be knighted, canonised Your head high in the heavens The mortal coil your keep Defecate on the disabled Mock them as they choke Fondle yourself to d**h Others, they will follow I am there, I witness Their struggle is a thrill It’s not about me anyway I don’t know any of the dead Endless days of ever more A measure of remorse Keep dosed up with regret In awe of the paragon of us The paragon of us Purge on the disabled Mock them as they plead Fondle yourself to d**h In a paradise on Earth There now, partake A measure of remorse Come now, come now Up and shoot up Right here in these fields With all the sunshine All the music All the laughter All the flowers Overjoyed, overwraught Shoot up into the sky