12/17/08

Disciple (version)


Not since the syphilitic man
had the master plan
To deliver Superman
Have we had a chance to start anew
Reckon all we do
Follow start with follow-through


It makes me catch myself in thought
Where I can’t be caught
Go against what I’ve been taught
All the time I try to see the way,
Struggle everyday,
With no Hell, there’s Hell to pay

All the time the marks upon my arms
Working all their charms
And they do nobody harm
Except to open closed minds
Threaten all the time
Replace your thoughts with one of mine


And now that we've reached the fucking end,
Say it all again
Long-dead brains can be your friends
And it affects all that I do
The way I look at you
Truth is, THE WAY OUT IS THROUGH

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