Omega Lyrics

Omega lyrics

[All Spoken, Except When Noted Otherwise]

What a skeletal wreck of a man
this is

Translucent flesh and feeble bones

The kind of temple where the
whores and villians try to tempt the holistic tones

Running rampant with
free thought to free form the free and clear

And the matters at hand are
shelled out like lint at a laundromat to sift and focus on the bigger, better,
NOW

We all have a little sin that needs venting, virtues for the rending
and laws and systems and stems ripped from the branches of office do you know
what your post entails?

Do you serve a purpose or purposely serve?

Wind
down inside your adivistic allure, the value of a summer spent and a winter
earned

For the rest of us there is always sunday

The day of the week
that reeks of rest but all we do is catch our breath so we can wade naked into
the bloody pool and place our hand on the big black book 

To watch the
knives zigzag between our aching fingers

A vacation is a countdown 

T
minus your life and counting 

Time to drag your tongue across the sugar
cube and hope you get a taste

WHAT THE FUCK IS ALL THIS FOR?
(*background*WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?) SHUT UP!

I could go on and on but
let's move on shall we?

Say, you're me and I'm you and they all watch the
things we do and like a smack of spite they threw me down the stairs haven't
felt like this in years the great magnet of malicious magnanimous
refuse

Let me go and plunge me into the dead spot again

That's where
you go when theres no one else around it's just you and there was never anyone
to begin with now was there?

Sanctimonious pretentious dastardly bastards
with their thumb on the pulse and a finger on the trigger 

CLASSIFIED MY
ASS THAT'S A FUCKING SECRET AND YOU KNOW IT! 

Government is another way to
say better, than, you!

It's like ice but no pick a murder charge that won't
stick its like a whole other world where you can smell the food 

But you
can't touch the silverware 

*laughs* What luck! 

Facism you can vote
for

*snorts* Isn't that sweet

And were all gonna die someday 'cause
that's the american way and I've drunk too much and said too little when you're
gaffer taped in the middle say a prayer save face get yourself together and
(*sung in the background* SEE WHAT'S HAPPENING!) SHUT UP! (*background* FUCK
YOU!) FUCK YOU!

I'm sorry I could go on and on but its time to move on
so

Remember, your a wreck an accident 

Forget the freak your just
nature

Keep the gun oiled and the temple clean 

Shit, snort and
blaspheme let the heads cool and the engine run because in the end everything
we do, is just everything we've done.