We Will Commit Wolf Murder

Something's terrorized my psyche to get even Lately, you're the only human I believe in I tried to understand his logic, but there's just no pattern there No sympathetic voices anywhere, there's blood in my hair Now I'm considered ugly from every angle You're the only beauty I don't wanna strangle Can't you hear me crying out for guidance? (Yes, we hear, but we don't care) I don't care, but we don't care There's no sympathetic victims anywhere There's blood in my hair I wanna get all fucked up, and tell you how I really feel 'Cause your vibrant blackness, coco augury is so unreal When I die, I want you to die too, not try to stay in this or Any dimension without you, spit on this planet without you I envy you 'cause you can believe in things like I never could And not dose yourself into a coma over the bestiality of our race Or lament our descent into some ancient reptilian form Like an agnostic transubstantiation, you wanna know what that is? Use your imagination (sell it) They paralyze my psyche to get even Lately, you're the only dancer I believe in (I believe in) I'm a butcher, now with blood in my hair No sympathetic voices anywhere There's blood in my hair (there's blood in my hair) Anti human armies spring from every angle You're the only soldier I don't wanna strangle I can see it's a dolorous state, so don't expect us to cooperate Anyway, it's five lives too late, and there's blood in my hair My head is a most obliging harbor for this illusion Will these Irish eyes be stung by tears of confusion Will you meet the common end to your odd shaped mission? Hope it isn't true, I don't believe in that kind of god But still I pray for you We will produce vanity holocausts We will commit acts of misery We will weaponize sightless innocents Then we will forget (oh-oh-oh) Someone's terrorized my psyche to get even (to get even) Lately, you're the only human I believe in (I believe in) I suffered pompous death to find her kingdom razed (find her kingdom razed) Cherub corpses in the vapor, martyrs wrapped in butcher paper And if I'm a monster possessed to mangle You're the only dancer I don't wanna strangle Can't you hear me crying out for guidance? (Yes, we hear, but we don't care) I don't care No sympathetic voices anywhere There's blood in my hair There's blood in my hair (in my hair) I saw you laughing, but tomorrow you'll say you were there You looked at me in disgust, girl, why should I care? There's blood in my hair There's blood in my hair There's blood in my hair Blood in my hair, fuck!