Life without a porpoise means nothing at all
Your lives have been wasted sitting in front of a television
Shoving Microwave dinners in one hole
'Til it comes out your blow hole
Your existence is useless
Controlled by what you see
Open your eyes and see what there is to believe
Your death is certain and your blood is on my hands
One by one, the killing fields spread across the world
It's a reality check
The reality has begun to show
Living through their lives has got to go
So just sit back as I lock you in
Insert the gag as you choke for air
I watch you squirm like a worm on a hook
Forced to reflect on a life that lacked achievement
Life without a porpoise means nothing at all
No one's going to miss you
Nothing to remember you by
No one will care when you die
Life without a porpoise means nothing at all
No one's going to miss you
Nothing to remember you by
No one will care when you die, cause you'll be deep in my sea
Dying was your only porpoise since fertility
Crying as you start to bleed
Slice your skin slowly to give that thrill
Watching you suffer as I begin to kill
Ability to crush all opposed
Break your knee caps with the force
Watching you suffer as I begin to kill
Break your knee caps with the force
Ability to crush all opposed
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I dig this album so much, definitely a keeper. Subtly and masterfully mixing death metal subgenres, backed with an over the top production. They're true professionals. Can't wait for their next release! doive
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This album being played over the PA system at the museum where Salvador Dali's "The Persistence of Memory" is housed is what caused the faces of the clocks in the painting to melt. meeko