I know I'm part of something greater than myself
Don't know
Porcelain and alabaster,
Decayin' ever faster.
Unaware of imminent disaster
O
Here's a story of an honest man losing religion
Climbing the
In the garden where he was cast out by the
Lacerate eviscerate and perforate and mutilate
We all fall down, all
Back in '83 a man came to men and he
Amid the heat and the wrack
Hot boots invested and cracked
Poor
Now get up and give in I'll crack your knuckles
Pilgrim, those are dry and bitter tears and lonely
Eyes that
If you're discontent to know you world's a pile of
Yeah can you hear the call?
In a rebel ridden land
Susurrations,
Oh can't you feel the nostalgia wonder about ya
Modernistocrat Horatio
Oratory of hope and glory a whisper and a rhyme
An
One - two - three - four - five -
Dedication is the price you pay: the initiated are
Coddled and
If I could only get the tools, the stimuli and
Molecules,
If I could only get the tools
The stimuli and the
