Kill Me Tomorrow

The volume of shattering glass Crisp crackles of temples crown Desperate following pathetic panic Their choir on fire, rouge vocal sound Depths of the deepest ditch await Entertain the pain with blasphemous gain Constantly fresh feed for those who bleed Where I'm alone, being hung in the rain I dream of a life long before this one I own You can hang this body But you can't lynch the energy Centuries of constant denial Led you to your destined misery How the world has changed Yet has not changed one bit Your beliefs are still deranged Strange, out of range and full of shit Kill him now, kill me tomorrow It won’t save you any sorrow Kill him now, Kill me tomorrow This wine isn't his blood!!!! Kill him now, kill me tomorrow It's cheap tasteless molding merlot Kill him now! Kill me tomorrow! This bread isn't his flesh fed Refuse to swallow