Instant paper, compromise Audience stills survives Underneath a bloody cape Audience still escapes Feeling torture on the page Audience comes of age Fucking donkeys, right disease Blaming is never pleased
The eyes can't protect you through The compromising I Swore allegiance to The lie!
Wicked paper, aspirates Audience fearing hate Over top, whats underneath Audience is in defeat Free to worry, keep the peace Audience in disgrace Someone's knocking on their knees All he says: "Can't release"
The eyes I'll protect you through The compromising I Swore allegiance to The lie! The flies, self protection proves The compost smelling piles To pass on over to A future...
Hollow... Hollow...Sliding deep in it. Hollow...Somethings full of shit Hollow... Each and every bit Hollow...Something smells like shit Hollow...
