Spikers - Motley Glue

Uaghhhh!!! Neglected children – the lost generation Starvation, privations, slow degeneration Lurking in outskirts with face of frustration But put bag on head and you’ll fly!!! Sniff it! Taste it! Get wasted! With Motley Glue! Moment! Of Torment! But later! The Dream will come true! Uaghhhh!!! I infiltrate into minds of the guiltless Little by little their glory I witness Weak yesterday but today they’re relentless They’ll do everything I demand!!! Sacrifice for me – make a slaughter Spill the blood to flow like the water Let me in again, or you’ll suffer I am your God and your Fate Sniff me! Taste Me! Face Me! I am Motley Glue!!! Nirvana! Shambala! Valhalla! Your Dream had at last come true!!!