Cure The Obscure

I - fill - fill - fill my pockets cause you're ill

I travel much: I travelled round the world -

to - find - something obscured

I learned in the past, that things that shock will last

Will - last - and fill my bags with brass!

The more it's cruel, the more it's fuel

An object more of less

Defaced by pain, your mangled flesh

Your handicap brings CASH!

I - kill - kill - kill - your future and your will

My life is such: on roads of pain I roam

To - find - all disgorged from home

Owners of displaced are glad to see my face

They - sell - don't mind the coming hell

The more it's cruel, the more it's fuel

An object more of less

Defaced by pain, your mangled flesh

Your handicap brings CASH!

It's a second chance for you

Second chance, to earn your existence

Take the second chance

You're second handed, you're second handed

You're freedoms ended, you're freedoms ended

You're second handed, you're second handed

Till your life ended, till your life ended