Bad Castle
Life slipping by in feverish haze
Life too short to count the days
When all is one and one is none
I could not find the way
And then it was gone
And lost in a mountain of pain
Drowning in the green ocean
Clutching at a fleeting birdie
But where have my friends gone?
And who are these people?
Get the fuck outta my house!
You are disturbing immortality!
And I am painting my friends in the nude
While I am painting myself in the dark
And like a king up on his throne of trash
The worst of us all really mean something
As the disappearance of memory...
Or when dreams die while dreaming
For I've come from the land of shadow
Who does not sleep but with one eye open
I have been surveying the shade of being
And who the hell are you?
I'm lost within the timeless place
Where the way was shut to prying eyes
I can't see my hands -- I can't see my face
I have disfigured the mirror of the mind
So look!
Open the door to the real
So that you can begin to appreciate
Open the door to reality
So that you may love again
And with your power ever-failing like the waning moon
To reach naught but through the door
The prisoner is hanging there
And swinging softly back and forth
I'm preaching to you heathen scum:
To take up arms against yourself!
The phantoms of your life's all spent
Will return to haunt your dreams
For terrors sheer and meager means
There is only one solution
Party's over motherfuckers
Get to work and leave me be!
For I will see you in death
I will spit on your grave
I will destroy the universe
For the villainy that we are
Life too short to count the days
When all is one and one is none
I could not find the way
And then it was gone
And lost in a mountain of pain
Drowning in the green ocean
Clutching at a fleeting birdie
But where have my friends gone?
And who are these people?
Get the fuck outta my house!
You are disturbing immortality!
And I am painting my friends in the nude
While I am painting myself in the dark
And like a king up on his throne of trash
The worst of us all really mean something
As the disappearance of memory...
Or when dreams die while dreaming
For I've come from the land of shadow
Who does not sleep but with one eye open
I have been surveying the shade of being
And who the hell are you?
I'm lost within the timeless place
Where the way was shut to prying eyes
I can't see my hands -- I can't see my face
I have disfigured the mirror of the mind
So look!
Open the door to the real
So that you can begin to appreciate
Open the door to reality
So that you may love again
And with your power ever-failing like the waning moon
To reach naught but through the door
The prisoner is hanging there
And swinging softly back and forth
I'm preaching to you heathen scum:
To take up arms against yourself!
The phantoms of your life's all spent
Will return to haunt your dreams
For terrors sheer and meager means
There is only one solution
Party's over motherfuckers
Get to work and leave me be!
For I will see you in death
I will spit on your grave
I will destroy the universe
For the villainy that we are
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Writer(s): Heavy Sea Slugs
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