Evil Dermis

From the view of this vantage point
 I can see it more clearly now
 The future is a bleaker place
 Than this gray world that I've never let go of and never will
 There is only murder coming from the back of the machine
 And it's spilling ink over ink over me
 The ground as it is chasing
 Has begun to remove its dermis
 And expose its sinister gaping wound
 Oh the evil and its blanket of temptation
 Clogs the cogs of the machine of navigation
 The revolt is upon us
 But I lose them to the ground
 There is only murder coming from the back of the machine
 And it's spilling ink over ink over me
 The ground as it is chasing
 Has begun to remove its dermis
 And expose its sinister gaping wound
 Oh how the revolt has started
 Broken and fulling the prophet
 Closing us off to the gracious
 Revolt
 Chastise
 Oh how the revolt has started
 Broken and fulling the prophet
 Closing us off to the gracious
 The revolt is upon us
 But I lose them to the ground
 It's still our faults
 But I refuse to let me turn
 When I go so you know
 That I will never ever take it
 When I go so you know
 That I'll never take it
 I will never take it