Die So Fluid

You plot your course as the crow flies,
All to receive a coveted prize,
But the only thing that you can trust
Is the approaching night
When dust returns to dust.
Spawn of demonstration rape,
Sell your soul for all that you can make.
All are whores, the sinners and the saints,
Burning all resisters at the stake.
Rasised in seduction
Spawn of dysfunction
Rasised in seduction
Spawn of dysfunction
The chapter ends, and it gives birth,
but you and I return to earth.
And the only thing that you can trust
Is the approaching night
When dust returns to dust.
Spawn of demonstration rape,
Sell your soul for all that you can make.
All are whores, the sinners and the saints,