Pain is the purpose I come from,
I have got to stand and overcome,
every diversion deludes,
in the Nightmare Latitudes,
suffering is the language of the God,
don't wanna hear,
don't wanna speak at all,

I'm learning the lesson,
I'm learning the lesson,

4 legs and I've,
bones buried in he dirt,
breaking my mirrors,
making sure it won't hurt,
hiding in the music,
hiding in the music,

And don't you beat my heart?
and I won't face my part,
couldn't we speak,
in a language of joy?
daze of the weak,
angles set to annoy,
now the walls are breathing,
now the walls are teething,
all closing in,
me and the language of God,
Karma not Sin.
Love is the endless laud,
suffering the language,
suffering the language,

and don't you give the gift?
and I'm the living rift,
sometimes I wish,
wish that he'd just shut up,
I've gotta drink,
drink from the empty cup,
suffering the language,
suffering the language,
I lay awake,
just me and my mental health
dreaming of ways,
to get revenge on myself,
odds are getting even,
cumming will be leaving,

to get revenge,
to get revenge,
to get revenge on God,

I will hurt myself,

revenge on God,
I will hurt myself,

I'll tear down this tiny temple,
cut it's skin and burn it's brain,
a drowning pool of perversion,
soaking in pleasure and pain,
a million drugs to null and numb me,
ignorance to dull and dumb me,
because it's your beauty,
that's hurting me most of all,

and the wind says: "blow",

revenge on God,
it's the only way,
revenge on God,
revenge on myself,

I'll spend the rest of my life,
planting seeds in the wasteland,
I'll strive for peace in the strife,
and do everything I can,
there's nothing could be placed above you,
now I know, I'll always love you,
maybe you could even help me,
help me now to love myself,

revenge on God,

To Get Revenge On God ( I will hurt myself)

visions seen,
can you trust them?
haloed to the haunt,
with eyes,
to dark, accustomed,
seeing what they want,

spider's weave,
their webs 'round the light,
to feed on the wings,
and the flutter and the flight,

and you bowel and you wee,
a secret society of Super-villians,
and you lock away your key,
a secret society of Super-villians,

Super-villians,

is it time to wipe?
I think it's time to wipe,

you're going to shake a paw!
that's what I saw...ha,ha!

Prissy pass a note,
it's so,
tumour in your throat,
you know,

smelly frumpus,

if you eat from the trough
there's two ways it can be,
you will become a monster,
or a mediocrity,
most likely both,
and the blood that you shed,
and your smelly frumpus,
and your surrogate head,

all it can do is agree
a secret society of Super-villians,
and you'll never be set free
a secret society of Super-villians,

               ...

Prissy pass a note,
it's so,
tumour in your throat,
you know,
no good will come,
that's a mad little Prissy,

anger in her stare,
don't look,
all that you'd find there,
forsook,
no good will come,

cause she don't know,
she don't know,
the Beast is eating it's young,
she don't know, 
she don't know,
and now the end has begun,
but she wants to take a ride,
that's a poor little Prissy,

giddy up Prissy!
(Hell NO!)

shake a paw!

when I see her in the street oh boy!
when I see her in the street oh...

Prissy pass a note,
and glare,
song you never wrote,
no fair,
no good will come,

hate to be ignored,
so keep,
beauty as your sword,
cut deep,
no deep will come,

I warned you,
I warned you,
what's in the deep of the lookless leap?
oh no,
taking your toll,
oh no,
selling your soul,

Super-villians,
now you're going to have to shake a paw,

Secret Society Of Super Villians

So I've been thinking. Like, a heart turned upside down looks like a bum. Right? A bum drop. Can you even imagine? If it was raining bum drops?

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