Detox
Quixotic Stygian
[Verse 1]
How should I begin this, no words to say
Bloody massacre be here anybody to slay
Pay, for everything that you did wrong
Sins be breathing loud inside a song
Cash rolling with a big fat casino dice
Chances are that your chances are gonna bite
Scarecrow by the hay, ravens in the way
Malevolent reapers turning people into weepers
Gasoline over humanity, power of greed
Bad fruit from the tree be planting more seeds
Agonizing pain turning kids into monsters
The haze makes me nauseous, evil fodder
Gulping at the creaking floor and woods
Betrayal of a friend I know they never would
Dragon scales on the ground, pitiful creature
See it wide in their eyes everyone is so eager

[Verse 2]
Mystical forest, broken glass from a church
Capturing dark details, black and gold merch
Teeth be broken and rotten down to the core
Slap me in the face again like gore is a chore
Soldiers pointing up their guns towards the moon
Owls be smiling and screeching, night goons
Faded over fairytales call that the vanishing
Players holding their cards, psych bluffing
I’d be scared of myself, fearing that animus
Sigma be creeping saying you one of us
Uh, picture so colorless that the ink falls
Black spilled paint on the white wall
Voices be muffled by cloth and sadness
Background check seeing all my messiness
Crying over nothing like you got to learn
See em witches be drowned or burned

[Verse 3]
Propane schemes, pipe dreams, light steam
Leave this so called home and then gleam
Fiend, shooting up all good for the record
It’s been a long time coming, mech defector
And you know how they speak it like all that
Bouta hundred thousand on their broken shack
Materialism is a curse, American consumer
Worldwide perspective, zombie makers
Pillow talking like it’s cool and then stall em
Demon versus angels, desultory fallen
Written bold letters it’s the predicament
Afraid of the crowds is now just a replacement
Face print painted all over in the alleyway
Masks will be put on to cover all the shame
Drills be buried into their skulls for the win
Eating the meat down to the bones without skin

[Verse 4]
Like hunger games folks offer themselves as tribute
Getting at the leviathans for the major dispute
Keys over here, stones over there
Going to the pews in need for some prayers
Old and ancient ones pointing me the way
Lost and confused by the modern day slaves
Spiders crawl deep shaping into the unknown
Cure seems impossible when you’re locked in the foam