Closets of my mind destroyed, as I enter outward from a void
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Corpses white have strapped me down, I rise above then fall
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Tactual hallucination, cockroaches infest the wall
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Psychic pain on ice, I hurt
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Devoid strength my life, inert
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Anger fills they've shocked me back
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White corpses turn to black
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I run on psychic gasoline, my fuel shall burn you all
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Chorus:
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Word Salad, no ballad
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Word Salad, no ballad
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Diabolic plot, a toy, my brain the corpses to destroy
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Prick my arm, injection fed, it's poison, I'm no fool
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Tetanus shot, be sure it's not, I wish I were at school
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Closets of my mind destroyed, but I enter inward, black void
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Hatred turns to apathy, led down this dark abyss,
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Good night, farewell you pig from hell, this world I shall not miss
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Chorus:
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Word Salad, no ballad
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Word Salad
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Woken up from death, nausea
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Catatonic stupor, anoxia
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Remaining still I hold onto a sense of permanence
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Negativistic fear of pain, algophobic life sentence
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Moral, physical decay, hatred withered away
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Scourge of God he makes me pay, I shall not live or die
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Vegetative judgment passed, my only thought to cry
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Word Salad [Live]
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Annihilator |