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A surgical smile in the City of Suicides
Youâll take your medicine
Hooked up to the tubes â fed to fit their noose
All life begins again
MK Ultra Diplomacy â Mustard Gas efficiency
Gutted at the nave; thankful youâre a slave
Pulling girls from graves
A spoon full of sugar helps the blood go down
And blood makes the world go round
Stepping on skulls in this burial place
Razor-blade pressed to your neck
Formaldehyde; filling you up inside
A beautiful, quivering wreck
Strapped down in the basement
A cold windowless room
I hear them whisper their lust for the dead
White clinical tomb
Nothing if not methodical
Born to this bloodless doom
Outside here all the temples are falling
The stars are shrieking as they're shedding their skin
Let me die a moment in this artificial light
Under Godâs dead love we are pale and thin
How are we so empty - when did it begin?
Strapped down in the basement again
Hooked up to the blood medicine