No matter what you say or do
I wasn't ever under you
You're a liar sad & blue
My rank was always over you
My blood is gold
Your heart is stone
So, truth be told
You've NO dial tone
You've claimed you had it
Tall tale, with buddy's NODs
You couldn't find divine yoni.
With a pair of dowsing rods
You can't obtain divinity
Through a bunch of lies
We see your pupils SLIT
When we look you in the eyes.
You're sitting around the campfire
Your other head telling lies
Just a bunch of you circling jerking
Til the bald man fucking cries
Our light shines from above
Your darkness oozes from below
We all have Royal Risings
You're stuck at Mourning & Hello
Divine is not a second choice
Silver isn't better than gold
The gold apple is better than Red
Immortality better off, than dead
You can't obtain divinity
Through a bunch of lies
We see your pupils SLIT
When we look you in the eyes.