I Gotta Waste My Time With The Likes Of You.
Like A Sword In My Spine, You Pierce Through.
And It Continues Here In My Mind,
The Toothless Wonder’s Design.
In The Land Of Dancing Dragons,
Before The Time Of Wooden Wagons,
Forgotten People Send Hate And Pain.
Working On Trains. Killing Their Brains.
Inhaling The Fumes Of Poisened Millionaires.
Repitition Makes For Comic Relief
And Confusion Is Our Only Peace.
Racing To Be The Martyr, Splashing In The Water.
How Many Times Can He Wash The Floor?
Always, At Least Once More.
Busy Keeping Busy, Scared To See Around.
To Blind To See The End’s Been Found.