Despite the years
Screaming at forgotten fears
Bloody tears
It’s even worse than it appears
Here’s my rate
Go rip it from the fuckin sleeve
Don’t believe
And don’t receive no reprieve
Heave away
Cast off all the goddamn lines
Shadowplay
Never pay their goddamn fines
Breath in the air
But try not to care
A pinch of desire
A pound of despair

The look on your face
Why so serious?
You’re dying nonetheless
Dying nonetheless

How it ends my friend
Is only Isaac’s guess
His life is a total mess
Aloysius in the flesh
The shit is hella fresh...
Hella fresh...

Been dead for years
But still a head above my peers
Endless jeers
They’re still wet behind the ears
Fears of joy
Coming from the boys of soy
A useless ploy
A genre of music I have to destroy...