I Am Abomination
Ornaments Are for Hanging
Detach your head from your body
Spill the interior onto the floor
Watch as all the rummaging children beg for something more

And everyones appalled to see that nothing gold resides there
You're a preprogrammed apparatus
Designed for buying and trading souls

The formal attire hides your inner framework
This character is becoming translucent

And everyones appalled to see that nothing gold resides there
You are preprogrammed

Detach your head from your body
Spill the interior onto the floor
Watch as all the rummaging children beg for something more

Deception has spilt from the fissure in your head
You're nothing more then a god forsaken ornament

And everyones appalled to see that nothing gold resides there
You're a preprogrammed apparatus

Everyone in unison, drop to your knees and pray