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Car Crash King
...Flying towards our unfaithful future and freedom on a wounded wing
Bow down in honor as we corruptibly crown Mr. Car Crash king...
Hello horizon...bye-bye beating heart
Stare straight into the shimmering sunset...as our dreams drastically derail and depart
Caskets on wheels continuously crash without a solitary care
The dynamite has been lit and will devastatingly detonate in time
Bombs of betrayal burst to a beautiful oblivion right in mid air
Sprinkling the ashes of our atrocious accidents over the sadistic scene of this contagious crime
Broken glass flies freely like a dying dove and provides a makeshift guillotine
Separate the sutures as silence and sin saturate the pseudo shimmering sky
Shakespeare couldn’t write a better story of an ostentatious king ceaselessly segregated from his cherished queen
A tragic tale of two star-crossed lovers who never had a treasured chance to say one last “goodbye”
...Seven hundred serpents and saviors congregate in the crowded streets as the red light in all the tainted traffic lights spontaneously turn gray
Shed a toxic tear for this cataclysmic catastrophe as society despondently buries Tomorrow today...
Fly in the sky with a wounded wing
All hail for the car crash king
Slit our wrists to be something
Bow down for the car crash king
Suffer from the serpent’s sting
All hail for the car crash king
Surrender’s song we all sing
Crown our Mr. Car Crash King
...Freefalling in an abysmal abyss with no remedy from the scorpion’s spiteful sting
Lower your head in disgrace as we pompously place a tiara of toxic thorns upon our contaminated car crash king...
Guten Tag turmoil and tragedy...Buenas Noches beauty and bliss
Gaze directly at your grotesque gravestone...as our lips interlock for a poisoned kiss
The shattered glass sprawled on the street taciturnly speaks to society as two silent souls it selfishly steals
The Devil showcases a satanic smile while doing His diabolical demolition-derby dance
Suffocating ourselves with ejected air bags and committing suicide behind the wicked steering wheel
Our immobile corpses symbolize suffering statues still holding hands while being taken away in the back of a bloodstained ambulance
We plead for pity and pray for forgiveness while watching our precious seconds slip away through the rearview mirror
Wretchedly recognizing our wicked roles are nothing more than dejected deer lethally lost in our Armageddon’s blinding and hazardous headlights
Begging for just one more tomorrow on this perilous flight while we realize our once opaque omega is now notably nearer and considerably clearer
I whisper those three wonderful words to you for a final time while giving you one last lethal and loving kiss “goodnight”
...Seven thousand saints and sinners scream the silent sound of surrender while our souls become Satan’s slaves and are eternally led astray
We will never again lay eyes upon the illuminating light of redemption, for we’ve given up the ghost and are now forced to forever subsist in another day, another shade of gray...
Still march on with a broken wing
All hail for the car crash king
Sell our souls to be something
Bow down for the car crash king
Fall into that fiery ring
All hail for the car crash king
Salvation’s song we all sing
Crown our Mr. Car Crash King
...Salvation’s song the world will sing
Place on my finger that golden ring
Safety and shelter our shields will bring
Place that contaminated crown upon our corrupted king...
All hail for the car crash king
All hail for the car crash king
All hail for the car crash king
