Coffinworm - Sympathectomy

The cosmic paradox that binds us all Converging only in beginning and end The noose's shadow steady hangs over our heads Watching life unfold in reverse It's like dying in the womb: an unexpected gift As the four walls of a glass casket grant Our collective existence a tomb with a view Dragon-slaying is its own reward In this bingo parlor for the dying the tree of life sways to the opposite And circle reunites with circle Working hard at being unacceptable So throw the bodies on top of the pyre But please be mindful and recycle their beliefs Because 3 out of 4 horsemen aren't jobless Envision your worst nightmare... We call it a day in the life You despise what you once held so tight So near, unclear, unfeared... Please turn up buried or missing Plague Pestilence Death Exhaled in every breath Lumber forth Plague Pestilence Death Downfall manifest Lumber forth night Lumber forth... eternal night Your deception fetish is not only appalling, It reeks like a limbless prostitute's breath As list of disorders as follows in this exact order: Enlightenment, salavation, forever, hope, faith, death Mourn Scorn Worship Abort Deny Refuse Negate Genuflect As we pay our final disrespects Gathered in the church of the atom Let us exalt in finality At oblivion's altar Mushroom clouds Snort these putrid fumes