Snuff Pop Inc. - The Imposture lyrics

BIG TIME HADES APPROACHES Tracking me down and cracking me up They appear as reflections, as the glint in your lover's eye They're gravediggers sent from the Common Cellar To riddle the ceiling upon which we walk Hope's the bribe I was given to comply Cross my heart and hope to die I can't trust what I feel Touching me so gentle makes me doubt you're real Big time Hades approaches Tracking me down, cracking me up And the crying of children from our stovepipes fills the air You told them they'll fly to Heaven high.......you lie! I'm stepping into the hitherto darkest night Viscous mascara covers the colourless inward-looking eye There's no light in the attic of Hell tonight Crying of children from the Stovepipe fills the air The Furies split up in rats and bats To sniff out the monotonous humming in the air The earthly daily distant noise of a thousand people's Last shrieks of terror before their ruin ...Someone poisoned my toothpaste... BIG TIME HADES APPROACHES Tracking me down and cracking me up There's no light In the attic of Hell tonight! All Snuff Pop Inc. music and lyrics written by Ant Mozart Khadaffi