Voodoo Whores For The Devil's Dementia

Expose me what you want me to see so clearly
(See through your jaded eyes)
Wrap your intentions in cellophane
(Protected yet on display)
Ease the tensions and Shakespeare plays
(I've heard enough of this dramatic reprise)
Hearts bearing sleeves are stylish seenes
Grow where they know they can be seen

Hives have taken rightful place
Friend to friend pollinate
My hatred doesn't go away
It just gets older
Give away to royalty
Smile toxic teeth shine so poignantly
Everything's coming up roses
Dirt under fingernails

Comedy, myths, and tragedies
(Collection of useless feelings and pride)
Overcompensate for spaces in between
(The gorge into which you fall)
The Heroes always die in the end
(As the stories you tell go)
Plant a flower in his head
I hope the artist is dead

Too fat for me to see
Around your worthless feelings
Everyone that casts of your emotional distress
By blackened soul, your love was told
To release your dancing, prancing, ignorance and all it holds
I have but one, a feeling bad but none
Will you keep me from destroying all the art that you create
How dare you even, that I would give a shit
About the very things that you hold dear, my agenda will have you
Shake in fear of my anti-artistic pride