Lyrics
So why are we dynamite
Questioning the explosive nature of their existence
To explore in your feeble minds
Expressing a desire to explore and challenge weak thoughts
To destroy the expansion of conviction
Intending to disrupt the growth of strong beliefs
To fulfill our devious benediction
Committing to a sinister blessing or approval
Demon flowers so shall be
Referring to destructive beauty with "demon flowers"
The outlook of your disintegration
Describing the anticipation of your disintegration
To be the destroyer of worlds
Aspiring to be the force that destroys entire worlds
The words are dead in your mouth
Pointing out the lifelessness of spoken words
The bonescreen of your believe
Challenging the strength of personal beliefs
Shatter as we fly into your vision
Breaking down barriers as they approach
Of rotten flesh and dying opiates
Confronting decay and the end through vivid imagery
Lust to double barrel kill you
Expressing a strong desire to harm or destroy
An but what the fuck are you to me
Questioning the significance of the listener
If not a measure of gang green
Reducing the listener to a measure of decay
I truly devote my craving instincts
Devoting oneself to instincts that crave danger
To more dangerous living than shell shock
Preferring a lifestyle more perilous than the aftermath of war
To obliterate to truly see
Expressing a desire to obliterate and gain true insight
To watch the downfall of pity
Aspiring to witness the downfall of compassion
To see beyond to never live
Desiring to see beyond conventional existence
To be the affliction reflection
Embracing a role as a reflection of affliction
And so you die tonight my love
Announcing the listener's impending demise
For all your pretty sins
Highlighting the consequences of the listener's sins
And watch the christfigure unfold
Observing a transformation akin to a Christ figure
To pornography as medical advice
Comparing societal guidance to harmful influences
And then as we are dynamite
Reiterating the explosive nature of their existence
You fold your bleeding hands
Describing a vulnerable, bleeding surrender
And we walk in square blood meters
Walking in a space tainted by blood
And laugh and laugh and laugh
Emphasizing the amusement derived from chaos
Oblivion was never an option
Rejecting the idea of oblivion as a choice
Fish hooks in your vacant dreams
Symbolizing the intrusion of disturbing thoughts in dreams
You're lust part of our vision
Stating the listener is a desired part of their destructive vision
Oblivion was never an option
Repeating the rejection of oblivion as a choice
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