Trial to the Bone
Trial to the bone, this frail soul
Your future sin will make you whole
Betraying truth and trust, personal disgust
You will crown him
Scowl at the sun, my special one
Your twisted brain has come undone
Fallen, screaming, overcome with lust
Mental holocaust, you will bow
Up high in your toxic cloud
You’re flying high in your linen shroud
Stick your nose a little higher in the acid rain,
Feel the deformed earth in your deformed brain
Close your eyes and say you’re dreaming
It never ends in this ancient charade
It’s all pretend
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