Scores of kings,
And angel's wings,
Have been brought to life,
To light your fantasies afire.
Signs and words,
That will probably put you on the alert,
Trends and sex,
Which will make your mind go mad.
Multitudes of failures,
Made by the factory of heartless,
The Devil's in control,
But that's just the way we roll.
We're the animals with brains,
We're the ones who'll make you faint,
The lost souls of neverland,
The mad fiends from no-man's land.
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