• youreads puanı (10.00)
  1. descending the cold steps of the institution for the politically insane
    never to be seen again
    saying farewell to daylight
    from henceforth i shall rot in a stinking bed of wet straw

    right from the ashes of life i learned to behave
    what to believe, what not to say, from cradle to grave
    ah..... like a good little slave

    sucking my milk from the venomous tit of the state
    this clearly designed to suppress every thought of escape
    ah..... i surrender to fate

    no pity, no pity
    don't want no pity for me in this filthy ceil
    i'll see you in hell
    see you in hell

    frozen in time, i'm a specimen pinned to my throne
    with an army of butterflies pilloried placid and prone
    ah..... we were never alone

    no pity, no pity
    don't want no pity for me in this filthy ceil
    i'll see you in hell

    after centuries of living with nothing but my convictions
    broken fingers clawing through the walls of my incarceration
    escaping the clutches of eternal damnation
    i was justified