"Choose"
© 2002 Devil Doll (Miss Ann Thropy)

You KILL me
With your SACRED LIES
And your truth that's NOT REAL.
No God can SAVE YOU from
What I WILL make YOU FEEL.

You choose your "common"
The "normal"
And leave us to ROT
We will soon speak out
And you WON'T HAVE CONTROL
The favorites you CHOOSE
So blinded by FEAR
Will be degraded to NOTHING
Like the way they make US FEEL
And you WILL ALL FALL
Into MY wake.

I'm SICK and FUCKING TIRED
Of being looked DOWN UPON
If we don't MURDER YOU
Then your LIES sure as HELL WILL!

I'm not TAKING SHIT anymore
From this world of
FAKE AND LIES!

PEOPLE=SHIT!