Vital Malice - Conclusions lyrics

Another Pointless Epic pouring from the cubical asylum stock up on rations and grab the hearse's keys and on this night we place upon the foyuers toung the sadistic speaches and masachistic sk** of divinity and rage and to the deities we pray for a new age the scribes spoke falsly everything is perverted by free will given the circumstances I've got the will to k** . . . f** tears, f** fears, f** silence and f** years time is your only enemy, on the mind we thrive