The details are in the devils
A warrior or a sunken ship
Who’s armor is disheveled?
Bruised and broken by the whip
Evil is the gown of the selfish
The battle has one but victor
Glory is but the singular wish
The pastor was once the vicar
“kneel and disconnect…”
Shattered dreams and electric sheep
Lay our children down to sleep
And pray the lord their souls to take
As we devise our great escape
Dig the hole with your own shovel
And submerge into the bullshit
Who’s edges are all beveled?
Drunken, sailing the infernal ship
Evil is the crown of the brutish
The fickle just get sicker
Revenge is served a chilling dish
All mortals desire the ichor
“kneel and disconnect…”
Shattered dreams and electric sheep
Lay our children down to sleep
And pray the lord their souls to take
As we devise our great escape
Shut the door!
Hey, open that door!
Shut the door!
Hey, open that door! (fool)
Shut the door!
Hey, open that door!
Shut the door!
Hey, open that door! (fool)
Shattered dreams and electric sheep
Lay our children down to sleep
And pray the lord their souls to take
As we devise our great escape
“kneel and disconnect…”
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