Blue Serge

Blue Serge Lyrics

Worn out gone ocean calmly lowers bodies offering
Whims condition as night falls
Spills disease mental sores
Mine exploding you f**king liar

Lines form short mans views

Cassandra's curse prophets eyes
Sees the truth they perceive as lies
This controls my mind
After supper o much fatter
How to reconcile this matter

Lies disfigured one on top no distinction soaking sing
A screaming phrased in I'll contempt
Not worth it

This controls my mind

So whose resolve can't stop them now
Raving mad so very small
Kisses dust storm wave good-bye
Have no need to scr*pe so high