It’s how we kill it, breath it, be it, inner sanctioned demons
Occult to cult, the call to vivisect any future feelins
You honor, I don’t even know how the lambs keep screamin
Buried in my rib cage, they rage, and fight and flirt for better scenery
At least for now, he smokes and shakes away in hellish dreams
Sweating the impossible, that his son won’t see his suffering
Every path a dead end that ain’t another path to custody
Every word ripping through his head his unbecoming
But I won’t see the madness
Focus first or force the laughter
Every pain there’s always after
Kill the lights and skip the chapter
It’s Willy’s Wonderland
The cannibals have showed their hand
The janitor inside rips apart
The bleeding stains the banned
It’s Willy’s Wonderland
Time to fucking take a stand
Disabuse the citizens
That failing ain’t my fucking brand
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