Deny me, conspire without prejudice
Defy me, obtain without avarice
Deviate, what the fuck is your game plan?
Separate, what the fuck is the meaning?
Ride on broken wings
Find me in everything
The poor boy’s gotta sing for his bread
While the death rattle rings in your head
An oversight, the fact of the matter is
You’re parasite, devolved to a matter state
I’m only telling you this ‘cause it was free to me
Comes with the territory
Ride on broken wings
Find me in everything
Black light casts not a shadow
But ‘luminates the sick minds of narrow
Feed your fears
Adrenalize the choice
(Rise)
Fantasize that little voice
Laid back in the comfort of the web of life
So cradle what’s worth with all your might
Conspiracy, a theory with lesser gall
Unity to death’s watch role call
Sympathize to the prize of the lesser man
Stimulate, seal your fate if you can
Ride on broken wings
Find me in everything
Like a corpse ripe, a corpse rotten
Once you are gone, you are soon forgotten
Don’t size a threat, if the guise is of hollow
Don’t bite the hand that feeds the man
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