Your fragile eyes brainwash the weak remaining silent so to speak your dizzy head and weakened bones play funeral dirges in skeletones Brainwash
The strobe lights your eyes as the d.j. is hung up and crucified and there you are in all your innocence with your back against the wall breaking
Black strap on a Violent shade of pain Rock hard Able and raising Cain Harsh disciple and The gimp is trained To drop to his knees and Take the blame..
Your eyes look just like bullet holes it must be all that crying you haven't learned a thing at all another helter skelter moonlight has come and