Dust for Blood

Everything's so wonderful Behind the cloudy veil is where I stand Sentient beings with dust for blood The false prophets are gathering around And the moment of illusion's lost And I feel so previously loved The Arab spring, catch the sun The sleight of hand and everything is gone Burnt minnows, and no red eyes Floating in the ether and depart And the moment of illusion's lost And I feel so deviously Void of (all my special needs) No love's lost (for future enemies) Sinking (into the deepest hole) Depressing (evolve into machine) From the deep, the lowest ebb A shrinking violet grows out from the dark Whispering into the abyss The right hand of the devil leaves a mark And the moment of illusion's lost And I feel so deviously Void of (all my special needs) No love's lost (for future enemies) Sinking (into the deepest hole) Depressing (evolve into machine) And I feel so deviously Void of (all my special needs) No love's lost (for future enemies) Sinking (into the deepest hole) Depressing (evolve into machine) Who's your enemy? Who's your enemy? Who's your enemy? Who's your enemy?