blah blah blah

So I saw you there
in the spotlight
with your mouth full of shit

and a smile made of thorns!

A heartwarming act of messiah,
selling bullshit
And this is how it goes!

Modern Jesus,savior of the damned
who are willing to pay well.
Perfection designed by the elite
With the HQ located in hell
Gospel by saint hypocrite
Twisted enough to not admit
What's he really made of!
And he's made of shit!

One lustful trembling voice,
the rapture of thousands
incentive to ignite the fame!
Blinded, delusional, with no choice
Just follow the angelic voice,
there's no one to blame!
besides yourself of course!

Bling! bling! fiveteen bucks Cha-Ching!
Sliver! Gold! Platinium! Win!

And after the run,
after all the highlights,
after the twelfth fall.
When you're drained to the core,
and you can't get addicted more
the voice leaves you a note:
Thanks for the ride, it's over
so long and goodnight!