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I exclude light and wash my hands of you
By larger being devoured
Leaving only me to improve

Weep
Don't f****** weep
Your weak eyes cry tears of the week

Weep
Catch up with the sheep
It's a sacrilegious ceremony
New flavor of the week

Nothing's sacred in the faces of the soulless
(That you're made into)
You're raptured by a guilty stifle down

And what I'll do is mess you up and lie to you
Look at you, you know it's true
It's a field trip to Hollywood Babylon
But I'm not coming, no