What is love
What is hate
This little plastic dove
The gods create
Knowing we'll bow and scrape
Licking the floor
For every ounce of this porcelain shape
Always wanting more
Do you thik you can dance with the wicked?
Are you brave enough to make it through the night?
Walking in our dreamless waking sleep
Mind fucked to infinity out of pure spite.
Nothing is our everything
Reality is so unreal
Living our eternal death
Eternity's spinning wheel
Feeling my styrofoam masks tearing through my face
Ripping out of my core
Acryllic skin out of place
Underneath just finding more
Blood and wine, love to taste
Feeling like a dirty whore
Not a drop to go to waste
Always wanting to find more
Do you thik you can dance with the wicked?
Are you brave enough to make it through the night?
Walking in our dreamless waking sleep
Mind fucked to infinity out of pure spite.
Nothing is our everything
Reality is so unreal
Living our eternal death
Eternity's spinning wheel
Synthetic faces spinning from my mind
Is there one that is real?
Digging deeper from behind
Past the things I pretend to feel
Running from reality
Hiding behind my stained glass door
Looking for my plastic dove
More and more and more and more.
Do you thik you can dance with the wicked?
Are you brave enough to make it through the night?
Walking in our dreamless waking sleep
Mind fucked to infinity out of pure spite.
Nothing is our everything
Reality is so unreal
Living our eternal death
Eternity's spinning wheel
Loving the warmth of pleasure's wrath
Lapping at my soul's shore
Another zombie trailing down the path
Wanting more. Needing more.
Anything to be accepted by the mass
Without it we feel poor
Reality is for the past
More please...Give me more
Do you thik you can dance with the wicked?
Are you brave enough to make it through the night?
Walking in our dreamless waking sleep
Mind fucked to infinity out of pure spite.
Nothing is our everything
Reality is so unreal
Living our eternal death
Eternity's spinning wheel