Society of the Spectacle
eyes plastered up can't see
petty brained fucks encompass you and me
encircled and closed outside to in
crash that shabby ass shack to no end
heavily indoctrinated heavily intoxicated
institutions left you disillusioned abruptly tossed into destitution
inverted perspective no longer deny your periphery
finally clearly see hell exists here on earth
ascension never in the mission willing devils propagate dragging every soul with them
only the skeptic's delusional
grandeur pervades escape any illusional
never needed your help castrate myself Christ complex pedigree
shaded vision clear to see it's not you it's me
unveiled it's you and me
dilated gleam glean fuck you fuck me
prefer to simply be
shackled and chained contorted limp limbs mangled
interiors crawling outsides gnawing
exist to imprint blood stained initials on the aluminum
bleached right off your baby shit too soft
hannibaled corpse no desire to play
not first not last don't even fathom picking me
greys took hint camouflaged oppressor nature green
burn made off scheme offer no serene in its stead induce dreams
don't bother me
only syllables I need
smear my fecal on all three of these shitty ass walls
no matter to me
no end to this degree
no end to this game
no end to this pain
no pain no gain
gotta pay to play
gotta play with the lame
real name of the game:
all die in vain