Witchcraft Scum Exploiting The Dumb

If My Thought-dreams Could Be Seen/ They'd Probably Put My Head In A Guillotine.

I Change During The Course Of A Day. I Wake And I'm One Person, And When I Go To Sleep I Know For Certain I'm Somebody Else.

You Will Find God In The Church Of Your Choice.

Crimson Flames Tied Through My Ears Rollin' High And Mighty Traps Pounced With Fire On Flaming Roads Using Ideas As My Maps "we'll Meet On Edges, Soon," Said I Proud 'neath Heated Brow. Ah, But I Was So Much Older Then, I'm Younger Than That Now. Half-wracked Prejudice Leaped Forth "rip Down All Hate," I Screamed Lies That Life Is Black And White Spoke From My Skull. I Dreamed Romantic Facts Of Musketeers Foundationed Deep, Somehow. Ah, But I Was So Much Older Then, I'm Younger Than That Now.

Rumble Is The Best Instrumental Ever.