The Masterpiece

Giving birth, to my whole art

Benign malignant, different tissues

A tumor that really grows up, like a big bang

I feel god committing suicide

After the orgasm in the seventh day

I feel that I care to judge

The highest painting of the existence

Carry on carry on, I only think to carry on

In a movie without, a visible happy end

All my dangerous life

Working stiff under fire

Carry on carry on

Do the greatest masterpiece

Go ahead, tear me down

Because you can't feel me

Go ahead, tear me down

I'm every kind of art

I expose, the genuine pest note

Note by note, in this heavy riff

It sounds like the loudest shout

In the space emptiness

I feel the scarification of the innocence

Being sung everyday

I draw a hitler's portrait

To be awarded in your sunday tv show

One, comma, six, one!

So, I m, per, fect!