Answer me
A world full of facts
The world looks black
Victims due
Fabricate
Bleed for me
Entertainment
Weaponry Nothing seen
Less we know
Run the show
The freaks themselves The reaper laughs with a million faces
He speaks in tongues in every paper
Soon to be but still awaiting
Slow panic understatement Invertebrate demons
Ignorant and loud
In the back of my head
When I'm in a crowd
I have to be punished
A crime's been committed
Petrified reasons
Silent but famished
I need some rest
Lay down for a while By the river bromide In the towers of sleep
The reaper laughs with a million faces
He speaks in tongues in every paper
Soon to be but still awaiting
Slow panic understatement Sanctuary
Ants seek
In my anus
And nose
Your world of facts is coming much too
Answer me Close
Slow panic understatement
The reaper laughs with a million faces
Speaks in tongues in every thought
And soon he will sell you the joke.
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