Can't you see, my dear,
what you create is greater than great
It's beautiful and valid
Go tell the false friend, who doubts your art:
"Hey, toss my caustic salad!"
Their noise pollution is a one-night stand
A closet corporate ballad
Compose the theme, compose the theme
That seems to haunt the sultan's dreams
Yes their truth is a lie, a sickly, sober sky
Don't you dare lay down your spear and die,
Crime of the century,
know what it meant to me
They'll label us what they can never be
So hate me but
I am in your heart
pulling it apart
All those magazines and stifled teens
Whose teething is outdated
Have minuscule minds of clay in need of chiseling away
This war's been reinstated
So say a word to the face
of their flawless race
And all they've consecrated
I won't believe,
The twisted web they weave
They can stitch you silent now,
or scream the violence out
I'm disavowed
I'm proud
to shun their know-how
The wolf got the lamb,
and now it's in his hands
I'm reeling from
a feeling that they've banned
I am in your heart
I am in your heart
pulling it apart
Hallelujah, love lost
I've got an empty wallet and a record cover
The stage, hot and worn like an aging lover
I could shout a comet of verbal vomit
Sacrilegious, of Christ or Islamic
It's full of s**t and they'll never stop it
Come on,
And kill the kindly ones,
The ever blinding ones
We stand and face you now,
we will not run
Crime of the century,
You know what it meant to me
Just you wait and ...just you wait and see
where your lemming line leads
I am in your heart
I am in your heart
pulling it apart
what you create is greater than great
It's beautiful and valid
Go tell the false friend, who doubts your art:
"Hey, toss my caustic salad!"
Their noise pollution is a one-night stand
A closet corporate ballad
Compose the theme, compose the theme
That seems to haunt the sultan's dreams
Yes their truth is a lie, a sickly, sober sky
Don't you dare lay down your spear and die,
Crime of the century,
know what it meant to me
They'll label us what they can never be
So hate me but
I am in your heart
pulling it apart
All those magazines and stifled teens
Whose teething is outdated
Have minuscule minds of clay in need of chiseling away
This war's been reinstated
So say a word to the face
of their flawless race
And all they've consecrated
I won't believe,
The twisted web they weave
They can stitch you silent now,
or scream the violence out
I'm disavowed
I'm proud
to shun their know-how
The wolf got the lamb,
and now it's in his hands
I'm reeling from
a feeling that they've banned
I am in your heart
I am in your heart
pulling it apart
Hallelujah, love lost
I've got an empty wallet and a record cover
The stage, hot and worn like an aging lover
I could shout a comet of verbal vomit
Sacrilegious, of Christ or Islamic
It's full of s**t and they'll never stop it
Come on,
And kill the kindly ones,
The ever blinding ones
We stand and face you now,
we will not run
Crime of the century,
You know what it meant to me
Just you wait and ...just you wait and see
where your lemming line leads
I am in your heart
I am in your heart
pulling it apart
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