Elucidate your fantasies
Commiserate your immaturity
Your proliferating exuberance
Is putting such a strain on me

I too was once much like you
I sliced open her arteries
Caring about little nothings
There wasn't much else to do

But I saw the error of my ways
I cried out for divine Salvation
There's no room for reciprocation
God's judgement is upon the unsaved

Elucidate your fantasies
(I don't) Commiserate your immaturity
My proliferating exuberance
Is putting such a strain on you

I will follow the shining, white lights
Casting figures on the walls of green
All the endless joy seems so obscene
But to see my King is a great sight

Elucidate your fantasies
(I don't) commiserate your immaturity
My proliferating exuberance
Is putting such a strain on you