Strangle people believe it that body parts that have puncture holes of crushed leaves and then it seems that sewing up gash wounds with lyrics that no one else sees the shadows that creep in my nightmares conscience is almost always profit. Talk to imaginary razors as 3am processes slit an animal's throat with a butter knife the shadows think I've lost it. Growing up I barely made it through school so I scrape my knees till the bones shined and started glistening like the reflection of a swimming pool. It's not a spring break until someone dies so in 03 I roofied a blonde surfer stabbed him in the eye with salt and pepper and threw him over the ledger, subliminal helter skelter is all MTV is. Their temple is filled with pictures of owls, the moloch demon that eats the genitals of little kids. Propaganda is the invisible MK ultra, that's why every year people buy the same colored shirt top and Ipod lust bots, its all about power and control, each president gets a cut in diabetic income and an increased wage with every reaped american soul.