Heads & Hooves

From the outside, it’s hard to comprehend anything What's in your heart, what's in your mind Can you be trusted with it? I smell that pitiful liar Striking the match, your life ablaze Look into his eyes, you'll know You're born to feed the Charismatic Beast I think he likes you. Don't you? I've seen you sucking his fingers Licking your lips Degrading yourself for him You turn to butter in his hands Split down the middle, your eyes still locked onto his Uncoiling intestines, spilling onto the floor Still clung to the pitiful liar Holding the blade and blaming you Look into his eyes, you'll know You're born to feed the Charismatic Beast I think he likes you. Don't you? I've seen you sucking his fingers Licking your lips Degrading yourself for him You turn to butter in his hands Pounding such pain and suffering Yet in your eyes he could do no wrong What fervor?! Such hate A proper artist with a blade You're born to feed the Charismatic Beast I think he likes you. Don't you? I've seen you sucking his fingers Licking your lips Degrading yourself for him You turn to butter in his hands

It's fucking gone in a fraction of a second pressure waves and a blast of heat carnage indiscriminate just feed the fucking vultures Festering hate from generations of a coin flip battle No context, no remembering dehumanize, keep them rattled Keep feigning virtue To pacify My father's father's and now it's mine Don't tell me You better pick a side cause I don't want to fight Better prepare for war It happens every time They say that War is hell but goddamn is it profitable We hear the sounds of sorrow They hear the bankroll It's fucking on with just a hint of deception twisting minds and hearts around little lies and phrases carry weight as they flow downstream Building resentment from mistruths of who the enemies are No second thoughts, no reasons why emotions be my guide Cataclysmic rhetoric To justify My father's father's and now it's mine Don't tell me You better pick a side I didn't start this fight Better prepare for war It happens every time They say that War is but hell goddamn is it profitable We hear the sounds of sorrow They hear the bankroll Why do we always stay? we've got no reason to change Heads down, ears shut and No reason They say history is written by the victors so speak softly and carry a great big fuckin stick Don't let the warhawks down They say that War is but hell goddamn my party loves it We hear the sounds of sorrow They get the power just rolling in Why do we always stay? we've got no reason to change Heads down, ears shut and no fucking reason

I've got an image in my mind of what is tantamount to manhood And it doesn't look like you If I tailored my existence to facilitate your ease I'd light a matchstick, burn me down and be contented Did it stick in your throat too long Did it leave a bloody divot on your tongue? I swear I never understood this ecstasy so far, so close, so hard to see Calculated sophistry, humming old hymns at me Dysfunction and aggression Breeding sadness and depression Like my daddy and his daddy before oh everything about this needs to change I might be damaged goods but change is worth the fucking effort what the fuck are you waiting for? Does it challenge where we belong? Could it make a bigger difference to leave behind I swear I never understood this ecstasy So far, so close, so hard to see Calculated sophistry, Humming Old Hymns at me Hope for tomorrow Is what's waiting there for me I don't need to wonder if the cancer will take me I just draw on myself I think there's been enough blame to go around for all of us Don't you fucking tell me it's nature or nurture man again and again if I’m gonna be making a difference I don't want or need the chance to be shifting the blame I know I can be erratic, but I don't want the same for my children I never understood this ecstasy so far, so close, so hard to see Calculated sophistry Humming Old Hymns at me

It feels like I'm folding into time Broken neck to turn my head a new way Mind aghast with such prolonged perspective Galaxies between the thought and intention Carry out your will and I'll respect it But it's not my choice If I clipped your wings I'm sorry I'm sorry, I'm sorry I did a little more damage than I'm worth Will it ever be good enough for you It's only everything I've got to give you Catacombs were never my objective In your defense you always were relentless I wanted out when you needed in But nobody gets what they want in life I'm sorry, I'm sorry I did a little more damage than I'm worth Will it ever be good enough for you It's only everything I've got to give you knowing is half the battle but it doesn't make it feel better Bent into unnatural shapes for the sake of understanding Fooling myself For I find none I'm all my fault and it always fucking was I'm sorry, I'm sorry I did a little more damage than I'm worth But will it ever be good enough for you It's only everything I've got to give you It feels like I'm folding into time

Unrelenting Terror, it’s quite a sight to see This grief will have its way with me Not a twitch in my body This grief will have her way with me Your deference lacks indifference Erupting out with unwanted agency Not a twitch in my body This grief will have her way with me They say it's God's will You left me calling out In the temple where I prayed to you Nevertheless, I'm still Unwinding in real time Your constellations align with nothing I interpreted shapes that weren't there at all I wound you and you kill me Still shuddering with the formication With every twitch in my body This grief will have her way with me There is no god here You left me calling out In the temple where I prayed to you Nevertheless, I'm still Unwinding in real time No salvation, No grace We walk these godless endeavors I await your wrath my lord Shine your light upon me If your will is death my lord Come and take me, I go willingly

Heads down, hands up in praise If only for a moment I hate to see you go but It's time to move along the entertainment of tomorrow calls me so... My best regards To the exalted ones Heads and hooves for you, hung out to dry Goodnight/goodbye, give me everything And I’ll save a space for you After you die I'll sing your name if you're Dying in the process I hate to see you go but, it’s time to move along To the newest ones We've got room for you, don't question why Just wave and smile, give me everything and I'll make it great for you til I pass you by Go join the parade, you've got 15 seconds Now swallow the pain, and make us feel great Squeezing value out of corpses Not a drop will be wasted You're good for glue, you're good for the next batch Until you're not So much money I can taste it you are mine to be wasted if I choose kicked to the curb when I see fit You were only entertainment