Can't you see, my dear, what you create is greater than great
It's beautiful and valid
Go tell the false friend, who doubts your art:

"Hey, toss my caustic salad!"
Their noise pollution is a one-night stand
A closet corporate ballad

Compose the theme, compose the theme
That seems to haunt the sultan's dreams


Yes their truth is a lie, a sickly, sober sky
Don't you dare lie down your spear and die, oh small fry (small dry)
Crime of the century, know what it meant to me

They'll label us what they can never be

So hate me but I am in your heart

I am in your heart
Pulling it apart


All those magazines and stifled teens
Whose trite teething is outdated
Have miniscule minds of clay in need of chiseling away

This war's been reinstated
So spit a wad in the face of their $#&@ing flawless race
And all they've consecrated

I won't believe, believe, believe, believe, believe
The twisted web they weave


They can stitch you silent now, or (*##$ the violence out
I'm disavowed, disavowed, proud to shun their know-how
The wolf begat the lamb, now it's in his hands

I'm reeling from a feeling that they've banned

Our last stand goes:

I am in your heart (burnin up a black hole)
I am in your heart (burnin up a black hole)
Pullin it apart


Hallelujah, love lost [x3]


I've got an empty wallet and a record cover
The stage, hot and worn like an aging lover
So I spew a comet of verbal vomit

Sacreligious, of Christ or Islamic
It's full of piss and they'll never stop
Come on and kill the kindly ones

The ever blinded ones
We stand and face you now, we will not run
Crime of the century, know what it meant to me

Just you wait and see where your lemming line leads
I am in your heart (burnin up a black hole)
I am in your heart (burnin up a black hole)

Pullin it apart