Après Moi, Le Déluge
Replace all thought
With witty remarks
A progressive march
A proper parade for a rainy day
Download and save our slippery souls
Invisible hands with the pipe of pan
We sing and dance for the fat of the land
Histories we've made
Fiction we create
Frame rate of our fame
A tricky task, a phantom's mask
Will make us mad and lonely
A king of fools to break the rules
And bend the bones to jewelry
A desperate parade is leading the way
Beating the humdrum of god's awful grace
Quiet violence normalized
Such a mundane suicide
Our saviors consumed
Orchestrated doom
What now shall we do?
Just laugh it off, a hollow cost
We're weak from weeks of purging
A gentle nudge a little love
Salvation must be lurking
Were all alone
All knowing and stoned
Impulsive control
Reverse the curse
Rev up the hearse
Cadavars are cavorting
Embrace our fate
And fade away
the great decay is holy
We must take comfort in mankind's demise
A spitting thrashing sacrifice
Our blood will boil with the sea
Our homes ride of disease
Our bodies without needs
Our flesh will feed the trees
Our nerves finally at ease
Our stories will make a glorious read
Our spirits finally free
Our love finally decreed
With witty remarks
A progressive march
A proper parade for a rainy day
Download and save our slippery souls
Invisible hands with the pipe of pan
We sing and dance for the fat of the land
Histories we've made
Fiction we create
Frame rate of our fame
A tricky task, a phantom's mask
Will make us mad and lonely
A king of fools to break the rules
And bend the bones to jewelry
A desperate parade is leading the way
Beating the humdrum of god's awful grace
Quiet violence normalized
Such a mundane suicide
Our saviors consumed
Orchestrated doom
What now shall we do?
Just laugh it off, a hollow cost
We're weak from weeks of purging
A gentle nudge a little love
Salvation must be lurking
Were all alone
All knowing and stoned
Impulsive control
Reverse the curse
Rev up the hearse
Cadavars are cavorting
Embrace our fate
And fade away
the great decay is holy
We must take comfort in mankind's demise
A spitting thrashing sacrifice
Our blood will boil with the sea
Our homes ride of disease
Our bodies without needs
Our flesh will feed the trees
Our nerves finally at ease
Our stories will make a glorious read
Our spirits finally free
Our love finally decreed
Credits
Writer(s): Joey Schuller
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