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Man and his faithful ethics 
Intoxicated by the fruits of the earth 
Diabolical fanatikism, so cold and grim 
The perfect perversion, bestiality
Oo down Tipi Town
Hoping around
Seeking inspiration
I been out here on the edge of space,
In the human race
I guess I'd gotten lonely but

That's
Feel the razors tickle the skin 
A hundred cuts release the blood 
When the scalpel carves the flesh 

Chainsaw the instrument for pain 
Use the saw
we're learning from each other
You are such a positive
You're so empowering
In your hands I'm quite simply a different instrument
And you're the only
Enrich me with the vastness of being
Rigid father, teach me to comprehend
I'll commit myself to understand
To be faithful and the instrument
So that
I remember sitting, watching through the haze
Amazed by her, "I long for those surreal days
Of inspiration in human form"
Is my realization upon
destroyed by
Cowards, committing crimes, injustice
Empty, nothing to hope for but death
Brainwashed, programmed from birth, to hate

Idiot protests, from
Constricting his cells
We summon by candle by book and by bell

Glossolalia coats my skin
Glycerin and turbulence
Stuffed the voice inside of God
Mirrors
intimate with earths filthiness
Where melodies are dark and human?s are used as instruments
Where drugs and booze are often abused
Best friends stab backs
of the evident
Voices and drums original instruments
In the flesh presently presentin my representation

With that what? (Knowledge Of Self) Determination
get the whip

People want to hear your instruments and voices
It’s just so annoying have to always come and join you
It reminds us of the horrible
principal lain inherent
In a step by step schematic of the human dive.

And when planets align... all you can do is dive...

And this... this is the soft
instrument, a judgment played in flat see 
I replace humans like robots in a GM factory (Warning! Warning!) 
Then explore metaphors to sweat shops, cause
past slop almost crushed by a bus
Not lookin', in a rush, might have been a mascot for
I.H.O.P. as human slush, keep it lower than hush
The diploma for