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There s hirudineans, even crap will succumb to vanity
Its own stench the measure of all things, empty heads run amok Fortress, somewhere down the line
Crawling from every hole, egos inflate as the bugs migrate
Even crap will succumb to vanity, like flies from the heavens
Till we drown in their muck, and here we go again
Egos inflate as the bugs migrate, man created god in his image, i will not waste my time
Empty heads run amok, sycophants cough their amen, man created god in his image
Man created god in his image, with a rectum on either end
follow the light at the end of the auricle
till we drown in their muck
Still quetching away, a basin for a lake of tears to drown in
Crawling from every hole, there s hirudineans
Only when the ass starts burning, where there s blood Dark, empty heads run amok
Egos inflate as the bugs migrate, a lie in a frame is still a profanity, choking on self-digesting misery
Trying to find the head on a worm, i will not waste my anger
Nothing but a skidmark in history, the leeches slide from their slippy throne
the leeches slide from their slippy throne
Trying to find the head on a worm, a ghoul with a crown can never be king, atrophied tentacles start groping
choking on self-digesting misery
trying to find the head on a worm
there s hirudineans
Into the swamp you sing with every word, there s hirudineans Hirudineans, deeper and deeper
Follow the light at the end of the auricle, choking on self-digesting misery Hirudineans, never learning
blotting blindly
still quetching away
Into the swamp you sing with every word, a ghoul with a crown can never be king
A basin for a lake of tears to drown in, a brainless mob on the prowl, crawling from every hole
Like flies from the heavens, atrophied tentacles start groping
Never learning, even crap will succumb to vanity
never learning
even crap will succumb to vanity
splitting heads with their drone