Nine Roads of Destruction

The thought that God is flawless
allowed us to be swallowed
In the belly of the beast
we're too proud to fault our morals
Ten paths lead to defeat
only one to salvation 
it's guarded by a god from all denominations
I approach the path to hell
and at least I've got a soul to sell
so grab the queen and grab the king
I want more blood than gasoline
I want to end this tragically
they engineer diseases to please us
the Christian cancer was diagnosed as Jesus
they would kill us if they didn't need us
but you can't enslave an aborted fetus
they have their principals and those have reasons
with the illusion they're closer to the soul than treason
Heaven is the white mans Eden
while heathens live to feed their demons

I got a lawyer, you got the chief race. I got the shotgun, you got the briefcase.

I set the world on fire with the push of a button
In a world of flames God is nothing
I can hear the screams on computer screens
feel pain the way I do in dreams
crafty apes creating gods to battle the blazes
pissing on the people claiming they saved us
dead men don't speak not a fucking word
life's a disease and they've got the cure
and the rich are feeding on the poor
money is worth and their keeping score
each side of the spectrum points in my direction
the good and evil fight exists in elections
religion is wrong, but the prophecies ready
the age of the rich was the end of many

Jesus Was a Liar

I set the world on fire
just to see it happen
wanna hear the screams
and watch the reactions

slowly running from the action
the way I do in dreams
crafty apes creating gods on computer screens
dead men don't speak, not a fucking word
life's a disease and they've got the cure

like the TV's we don't ingore
I'm receiving the standard grieving
the right is deceiving the whites
and our plight is feeding the hype
the good fight is either
on the run or the rip

It's a one way trip
and it's what I get
for living life the way I did
each side of the spectrum points in my direction
a good and evil fight exists in elections
religion is wrong, but the prophecies ready
the age of the rich was the end of many

the genesis of pedigree
the start of something new for me
the end of something old
I stole a rhyme or two for every lie I told
for every three times I bluff
there's one time I fold
for every billion of you
one of me break the mold

Are those dead people standing across the street watching that house burn down?

I set the world on fire
just to see it happen
wanna hear the screams
and watch the reactions

slowly running from the action
the way I do in dreams
crafty apes creating gods on computer screens
dead men don't speak, not a fucking word
life's a disease and they've got the cure

It's a one way trip
and it's what I get
for living life the way I did
each side of the spectrum points in my direction
only one way to lie, without hesitation
on the day I died I captured a nation

the start of something new
the end of something old
I stole a rhyme or two
for every lie I told
for every three times I bluff
there's one time I fold
for every billion of you
one of me break the mold

Church Fire

Needed to see it happen
didn't want to hear the screams
slowly running from the action
like the way I do in dreams
the dead don't speak
not a word
when they do it goes unheard
It's a one way trip
and it's what I get
for living life the way I did
each side of the spectrum
points in my direction
on the day I died there was a resurrection 
the start of something new
the end of something old
I stole a rhyme or two
for every lie I told

The end of something old

Needed to see it happen
didn't want to hear the screams
slowly running from the action
like the way I do in dreams
the dead don't speak
not a word
when they do it goes unheard
It's a one way trip
and it's what I get
for living life the way I did
each side of the spectrum
points in my direction

start of something new

mortal enemies sleeping next to each other
immoral entities reaching under the covers
the two sides of the good and evil spectrum
are both lies designed to attract you
they're love lines that are bound to attack you

Faded Screams Worth Remembering

I dream mega-schemes evil-themed legacies
creating embassies out of tendency to protect my true identity
designing the future and securing supremacy
the war machine runs on oil energy
the fucking TV is the master entity
Its words are like bread to me eating at me mentally
The fucking TV, look what it did to me 
got me addicted to a life of misery
The fucking TV, is God to the kid in me
robbed of my decency and stripped of my dignity
The fucking TV, brainwashed me instantly

unfinished new draft

I dream mega-schemes evil-themed legacies
creating embassies out of tendency to protect my true identity
you heard what God said to me: to murder aesthetically
because the word is like bread to me eating at my dentistry
faded screams are worth remembering, but those people are dead to me
text messaging brutes effecting the weaponry
designing the future and securing supremacy
alien technology propels us to victory
we're addicted to a life of misery
The fucking TV, look what it did to me 
The fucking TV, is God to the kid in me
robbed of our decency
stripped of our dignity
The fucking TV, brainwashed instantly
most effecient violent imagery fed to me consistently
reverse engineering the future of history
human intentions are always a mystery
drunk interventions, I solve them ballistically
if there's a hint of tyrant trickery
look behind the industry

The Little Things Mean Everything

It's our dreams they're embezzling
faded screams worth remembering
make it seem complementary
efficient like oil energy
more dead than John Kennedy
you heard what God said to me
to murder aesthetically
because the word is like bread to me
eating at my dentistry
I'm a majority refugee
consorting with destiny
designing the future and securing supremacy
a lie in a white suit questioning jeopardy
text messaging brutes effecting the weaponry
using alien technology to propel us to victory
we're reverse engineering the future of history
human intentions are always a mystery
wonder why we're addicted to misery
The fucking TV...look what it did to me
robbed of our decency and stripped of our dignity
The fucking TV...is God to the kid in me
nod if you disagree
tyrant trickery?
violent imagery we see consistently
dulls the crimes of industry
they change our minds like they change the channels
after all we're just stupid mammals

Jeopardy

It's our dreams they're embezzling
faded screams worth remembering
made it seem complementary
efficient like oil energy
more dead than John Kennedy
you heard what God said to me
to murder aesthetically
because the word is like bread to me
eating at my dentistry
I'm a majority refugee
consorting with destiny
designing the future securing supremacy
a lie in a suit questioning jeopardy
text messaging brutes effecting the weaponry
while alien technology propels us to victory
we're reverse engineering the future of history
human intentions are always a mystery
I wonder why we're addicted to misery
The fucking TV...look what it did to me
robbed of our decency
stripped of our dignity
The fucking TV...is God to the kid in me
nod if you disagree
tyrant trickery?
the violent imagery we see consistantly
dulls us to the crimes of the industry
they change our minds like they change the channels
after all we're just stupid mammals

combo

It's our dreams they're embezzling
faded screams worth remembering
made it seem complementary
efficient like oil energy
more dead than John Kennedy
you heard what God said to me
to murder aesthetically
because the word is like bread to me
eating at my dentistry
I'm a majority refugee
consorting with destiny
designing the future securing supremacy
a lie in a suit questioning jeopardy
text messaging brutes effecting the weaponry
while alien technology propels us to victory
we're reverse engineering the future of history
human intentions are always a mystery
I wonder why we're addicted to misery
The fucking TV...look what it did to me
robbed of our decency
stripped of our dignity
The fucking TV...is God to my kids and me

It's our dreams they're embezzling faded screams worth remembering made it seem complementary efficient like oil energy more dead than John Kennedy you heard what God said to me to murder aesthetically because the word is like bread to me eating at my dentistry I'm a majority refugee consorting with destiny designing the future securing supremacy a lie in a suit questioning jeopardy text messaging brutes effecting the weaponry planting bombs in every embassy so history remembers me

The little things mean everything
It's our dreams they're embezzling
Faded screams worth remembering
Made is seem complementary
Efficient like oil enegery
More dead than John Kennedy
You heard what God said to me
to murder aesthetically
the word is like bread to me
I'm a majority refugee

punch the clock and stomach the gimmick
cure the disease at the local clinic
life's a mimic of a New York minute
deliberate idiot also known as bigot

merciless hyperbole's thoroughly murder me
thirsty conservatives nervous observery
courtesy calls merged a blurry eternity
Sympathy purposefully purged from us surgically
While we sleep they rewire our circuitry
monetarily conspire a virtual heresy
mercenary murder the most embarassing

Rig up the noose and crack the whip
Fire the shotgun from the hip
One bullet in the chamber
Spin the wheel and taste the danger

Revision

Set your alarm gotta get up early
Master wants me in at six thirty
Work in the earth gettin dirty
Crack the whip if we're unworthy
I punch the clock and stomach the gimmick
Never ask why I'm a cynic

Check your mail, pay your taxes
Wealth's the measure of the classes
Invented system of corrupting masses
Democracy now means fascist
Make that money, keep on spending
The cycle is never ending
Take that money, start amending
End your life of constant envy

The day of rest, the day of reason
Corporate and religious treason
Simple minds, simple meanings
Hypnotized there's no redeeming
Qualities in human beings
Make that money, comprehend me
Fashion me a toxic ending
Make that money, keep on spending
The cycle is never ending

Rig up the noose
Build up the nerve
Sharpen the blade
You keep in reserve
Only one bullet in the chamber
Spin the wheel and taste the danger
Hate the meal but love the flavor
Life's a game the end's the savior