Absent Minded
Satanic Mansion Traps
Be wary where you tread
but the satanists arent singing that
they will give you clues to how you will die
if you go to the wrong place
or knock on the wrong door
to see the manequins
or the shattered glass
and who knows of the glue that can get you high?
Every albulm you buy from them is just another way to help them do their impossible
their Satan trap
their object to crave and even Korn is singing this house is spinning round and round
and hes hoping it can be found
but who knows anything anyway of its whereabouts and why its there and whose been inside?
and why and whose been claimed to see the dress?
and whats under rug swept
of thousands of spoons and celebrities lighting houses on fire they call supposed crimes?
Its not allowed
your uninvited
ten thousand spoons and one knife right?
well who knew what that never makes the news and why its a big selling hit?
are these singers doing this in their spare time or being blackmailed
and told if they dopnt participate they are dead so the game goes on like russian roullette?
dont the fans of music know anything?
and the cops dont say much
it never makes the news
but being the vctom of this crime
a life i live as a sentence i have to figure out
what the hell am i supposed to do?
keep hididng?
keep slididng?
keep lieing?
thats right dtectives of the mensa genius idiocy im the big one fighting to stay alive
im the one they could abandon to strart all over on someone else
but what do you care
im already certified right?
You know waht i know
of your perfedct graves and tenb thousand spoons
of loves i can never speak and full moons
you know what i know and the retaissance i just stepped over and the salt line that was at my door to protect me from evil
as my life becomes more and more of a vicious game
dont you frealks get it
freak or shoe
freak or shoe
freak or shoe
im not crazy im a victom of a sick twisted insane game
trying to stay alive and losing dfaith in this cornered spotlight
making my own rules and then someone else tries to play them and says for me
what about their shoes
yeah thats right
i do this and that happens
i do that this happens
the glue is gonna make them high
eat this drink that another protest and some other wonderfull reason why
its just a game
an expensive game costing lives
me the man in the middle writing cheques i cant cash
but you kno wit too doctor of whatever
you know very well
the phenomenon im talking of and you probably know how im involved
wether or not i know who the hell i am
Its a satan Trap their building
and look at the horror movies for objects to crave
i dont have all that money to throw away but they have to help me if i wish to stay aloive in this nightmarew game
i dont have a chance you know but im doing my best to protest something
im doing my best tro be a two edged sword and make amess and p[oint the finger at some other idiot on his cross
and not tewll the rules to and hope i live longer then someone else ok
so just run away
i wish i could
they find me every where everyday
what do u do when your names are songs and you know too much?
what happens when your about to make history and you wont drink the poisoned punch?
what do you do when you try and try and try and trust no oone?
what do u do when everything you do and say creates another victom
but you dotn know why?
They dont light themselves on fire
its like having a house of cats to be condemned and the pieces fit
musical masterpieces of satanic mansions for you to collect what you need for your survival of this sickness
and here i am trying just to live
but dont tell anyone or shhhhhhh blue revolution and were all dead
i am the first and the last
and its adding up fast
with unmarked cars
and chocolate hearts
and conspiracies of doctors
if you knew what they were doing some of it makes sense
as they terrorise the goverment with their money and power and examples of things not allowed
and the tax payers pay their bills
some people like me get caught up in the middle and have been for 20 years
like since wew ere little
and have kept quiet but still are powerless over anything anyway
and just terrorisewd by everything
and when i walk down the street
and my 3rd eye and heart sees the criminals inside of everyone
and their scheming plotting eyes
im beginning to wonder....am i the last great innocent
is this a silent war from across the seas
to sing about these crimes in our music and then have them happen
in these satanic traps or protests and then sing about it to terrorise their government
Its too late for me
ive been writing you messages to find
no one looked
npoo ne found them
im done
im dead
its over
good luck to whoever reads this
and i have no idea what u can do if it happens to u
but the satanists arent singing that
they will give you clues to how you will die
if you go to the wrong place
or knock on the wrong door
to see the manequins
or the shattered glass
and who knows of the glue that can get you high?
Every albulm you buy from them is just another way to help them do their impossible
their Satan trap
their object to crave and even Korn is singing this house is spinning round and round
and hes hoping it can be found
but who knows anything anyway of its whereabouts and why its there and whose been inside?
and why and whose been claimed to see the dress?
and whats under rug swept
of thousands of spoons and celebrities lighting houses on fire they call supposed crimes?
Its not allowed
your uninvited
ten thousand spoons and one knife right?
well who knew what that never makes the news and why its a big selling hit?
are these singers doing this in their spare time or being blackmailed
and told if they dopnt participate they are dead so the game goes on like russian roullette?
dont the fans of music know anything?
and the cops dont say much
it never makes the news
but being the vctom of this crime
a life i live as a sentence i have to figure out
what the hell am i supposed to do?
keep hididng?
keep slididng?
keep lieing?
thats right dtectives of the mensa genius idiocy im the big one fighting to stay alive
im the one they could abandon to strart all over on someone else
but what do you care
im already certified right?
You know waht i know
of your perfedct graves and tenb thousand spoons
of loves i can never speak and full moons
you know what i know and the retaissance i just stepped over and the salt line that was at my door to protect me from evil
as my life becomes more and more of a vicious game
dont you frealks get it
freak or shoe
freak or shoe
freak or shoe
im not crazy im a victom of a sick twisted insane game
trying to stay alive and losing dfaith in this cornered spotlight
making my own rules and then someone else tries to play them and says for me
what about their shoes
yeah thats right
i do this and that happens
i do that this happens
the glue is gonna make them high
eat this drink that another protest and some other wonderfull reason why
its just a game
an expensive game costing lives
me the man in the middle writing cheques i cant cash
but you kno wit too doctor of whatever
you know very well
the phenomenon im talking of and you probably know how im involved
wether or not i know who the hell i am
Its a satan Trap their building
and look at the horror movies for objects to crave
i dont have all that money to throw away but they have to help me if i wish to stay aloive in this nightmarew game
i dont have a chance you know but im doing my best to protest something
im doing my best tro be a two edged sword and make amess and p[oint the finger at some other idiot on his cross
and not tewll the rules to and hope i live longer then someone else ok
so just run away
i wish i could
they find me every where everyday
what do u do when your names are songs and you know too much?
what happens when your about to make history and you wont drink the poisoned punch?
what do you do when you try and try and try and trust no oone?
what do u do when everything you do and say creates another victom
but you dotn know why?
They dont light themselves on fire
its like having a house of cats to be condemned and the pieces fit
musical masterpieces of satanic mansions for you to collect what you need for your survival of this sickness
and here i am trying just to live
but dont tell anyone or shhhhhhh blue revolution and were all dead
i am the first and the last
and its adding up fast
with unmarked cars
and chocolate hearts
and conspiracies of doctors
if you knew what they were doing some of it makes sense
as they terrorise the goverment with their money and power and examples of things not allowed
and the tax payers pay their bills
some people like me get caught up in the middle and have been for 20 years
like since wew ere little
and have kept quiet but still are powerless over anything anyway
and just terrorisewd by everything
and when i walk down the street
and my 3rd eye and heart sees the criminals inside of everyone
and their scheming plotting eyes
im beginning to wonder....am i the last great innocent
is this a silent war from across the seas
to sing about these crimes in our music and then have them happen
in these satanic traps or protests and then sing about it to terrorise their government
Its too late for me
ive been writing you messages to find
no one looked
npoo ne found them
im done
im dead
its over
good luck to whoever reads this
and i have no idea what u can do if it happens to u
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Satanic Mansion Traps
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