Voodoo Whores For The Devil's Dementia

Expose me what you want me to see so clearly

(See through your jaded eyes)

Wrap your intentions in cellophane

(Protected yet on display)

Ease the tensions and Shakespeare plays

(I've heard enough of this dramatic reprise)

Hearts bearing sleeves are stylish seenes

Grow where they know they can be seen

Hives have taken rightful place

Friend to friend pollinate

My hatred doesn't go away

It just gets older

Give away to royalty

Smile toxic teeth shine so poignantly

Everything's coming up roses

Dirt under fingernails

Comedy, myths, and tragedies

(Collection of useless feelings and pride)

Overcompensate for spaces in between

(The gorge into which you fall)

The Heroes always die in the end

(As the stories you tell go)

Plant a flower in his head

I hope the artist is dead

Too fat for me to see

Around your worthless feelings

Everyone that casts of your emotional distress

By blackened soul, your love was told

To release your dancing, prancing, ignorance and all it holds

I have but one, a feeling bad but none

Will you keep me from destroying all the art that you create

How dare you even, that I would give a shit

About the very things that you hold dear, my agenda will have you

Shake in fear of my anti-artistic pride