Comecon - Slope lyrics

The world looks black

Fabricate

A world full of facts

Victims due

Bleed for me

Entertainment

Weaponry

Nothing seen

Less we know

The freaks themselves

Run the show

The reaper laughs with a million faces

He speaks in tongues in every paper

Slow panic understatement

Soon to be but still awaiting

Invertebrate demons

Ignorant and loud

In the back of my head

When I'm in a crowd

A crime's been committed

I have to be punished

Petrified reasons

Silent but famished

I need some rest

Lay down for a while

In the towers of sleep

By the river bromide

The reaper laughs with a million faces

He speaks in tongues in every paper

Slow panic understatement

Soon to be but still awaiting

Ants seek

Sanctuary

In my anus

And nose

Answer me

Your world of facts is coming much too

Close

Slow panic understatement

Speaks in tongues in every thought

The reaper laughs with a million faces

And soon he will sell you the joke