We have no future
heaven wasn't made for me
we burn ourselves to hell
as fast as it can be
and I wish that I could be a king
then I'd know that I am not alone
Maggots put on shirts
Sell each others shit
sometimes I feel so worthless
sometimes I feel discarded
I wish that I was good enough
then I'd know that I am not alone
Death is policeman
Death is the priest
Death is the stereo
Death is a TV
Death is the Tarot
Death is an angel and
Death is our God
killing us all
she puts the seeds in me
plant this dying tree
she's a burning string
and I'm just the ashes
she put the seeds in me
plant this dying tree
she's a burning string
and I'm just the ashes
-Manson
Samstag, 2. August 2008
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