Baring glaring eyes, but blind anyway
Baring hearing ears that filter logic's glory
Their fascination is so intolerable
They make me vomit, they are deplorable
They build their roofs of dead wood
They build their walls of dead stone
They build their dreams of dead thoughts
We come singing, crying back to life
They build their roofs of dead wood
They build their walls of dead stone
They build their dreams of dead thoughts
I pull their skins from their dead bones shrieking
Baring immense hate for that which contradicts
Call mankind's progress just a mere nuisance
Their fascination is so intolerable
They make me vomit, they are deplorable
They build their roofs of dead wood
They build their walls of dead stone
They build their dreams of dead thoughts
We come singing, crying back to life
They build their roofs of dead wood
They build their walls of dead stone
They build their dreams of dead thoughts
I pull their skins from their dead bones shrieking
I pull their skins from their dead bones shrieking
I pull their skins from their dead bones shrieking
I pull their skins from their dead bones shrieking
They are deplorable

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