You really like crushing my little soul dreams
It’s only sunscreen in my eyes, after all
You say I’m heartless to not take God into account
But Art is my God
And I’ll hold him next to me
Our hearts in our hands
And we’ll triumph
Good conquers Evil
That’s what I’ve always been taught
And that’s all I’ve ever seen
And life imitates art
Isn’t that right?
But he’s taken himself out already with his foolish enthusiasm
And you never arrived to that battlefield
But I was more than ready
My weapons were my eyes
Since they are the sharpest thing I have
But I taste this success already
Bitter Victory
You used to be a nice man once
I’ve seen the pictures
You and I share a family
And you like raping the dead for money
So be it -
Let that haunt you on your deathbed
Just you fucking wait-
Knowing our lineage
And I know God is on my side
Since we have art at our electric fingertips
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