Death Dies - Thorazine

Mouth full of shit and your fingers that
To lie no one but you here knows that
You have to die softly your lips will be
Wet of the blood you hide you'll reconsider
Your past as a fucking loss die die die on
Thorazinemy hand is guided by your desire
Is going deep and round your mouth I try
To erase the sin inside within your teeth
And lipstick mild cowards are running now
Over the ways of doubt natural selection
Rabbits and cows around walking the path
Of pours will be broken singing the chants
Of death fearing the life they have nothing
Changes proclaming your rules are on
When you are just no one you are failed
Reveal the steel your skin deep in