Hail and praise unto thee,
guardians of radity,
assmeisters of bounty thee,
cover me with sympathy.
and what, pray, do they ask of us?
we, descended from above?
what do they say? nothing much:
do the ass dance!
Flying back back to their ass-cave,
fighting loui

Look out your world escapes, between the darkened corners of your mind,
When all your life you struggled to avoid the fear that comes behind.
But now your world is made of fear and death in shades of black and grey,
And there is no escape because you always turn and fight too late

Nothing left to hide, nothing left to give,
even when you're still alive, you don't get the chance to live.
you never did the things you did, you never said the things you said,
just because your body's living, doesn't mean your soul's not dead.
the world you once belonged to, ne