November 25, 2011 - 12:54am — Rutilus
I'd like to go to you-know-where
I hear that's where your creatures meet
You know where it is, don't you?
Remember when we were in Plrtz Glrb?
Nymphs were everywhere; singing
They told us lies, made us dance
A willing puppet's raped romance
Evil lurks there; evil is what we do
Plrtz Glrb cracks open,
Plrtz Glrb drags us under
We won't go back there
We don't dare.
There are mares of the
and there are birds that scream
I hear they fear great heights
Things you think are not as seen
In Plrtz Glrb the peasants laugh
The rich ones are smothered in greed
I see thieves dart in and out of the palace
Religion falters and crumbles to the ground
There is no water in Plrtz Glrb
But we have poison and narcotics all around
There is no love in Plrtz Glrb
Who needs love when there's no feeling to be found?
oh damn