The Greater Good Songtext
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Right below me, twisted, buckled
Pointing fingers through my face
Chewing on my screaming, crying
Plea for Jezebel's embrace
Down the stairs I move
O'erlooking selves of all I've been in thought
Kissing and seducing all these
Selves I wish that I were not
Writhing like a piston
Cold as oil lubricates the path
Pointing fingers through my face
Chewing on my screaming, crying
Plea for Jezebel's embrace
Down the stairs I move
O'erlooking selves of all I've been in thought
Kissing and seducing all these
Selves I wish that I were not
Writhing like a piston
Cold as oil lubricates the path
Burning down the schizophrenic
Self reflexive rapist's wrath
There, with fire in my hands
I hurl it on the crowd below
Twins of faces, plus one other
Shocked and helpless call out
"No! You cannot do this!"
There in flames they smolder
As the hemlock would
As bones and sinews melt, I tell them
"It's all for the greater good."
And now a diety I stand
Before my judged and blackened kin
Save only one, a different hand
Was cleared of her new virgin skin.
Self reflexive rapist's wrath
There, with fire in my hands
I hurl it on the crowd below
Twins of faces, plus one other
Shocked and helpless call out
"No! You cannot do this!"
There in flames they smolder
As the hemlock would
As bones and sinews melt, I tell them
"It's all for the greater good."
And now a diety I stand
Before my judged and blackened kin
Save only one, a different hand
Was cleared of her new virgin skin.
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