Zigatron Death Machine

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Rat poison for the rat

Lick the bones clean

Whispers in my ears

Are they angels? Are they liars?

I don’t think so



Let dead cats lie

Let liars die

Sometimes you have to let the angels cry



Sometimes you need to re-break the bone just so it goes back together again

Sometimes you have to bleed it out, just so you can bleed out again



Lots of rats and lots of corpses

Your willing ego, learn to let go

The day you learn just who you are

My medication’s wearing off



Hey hey hey hey!



Time, time, time

Spread your wings and hope to fly

Eye to eye

Gouge it out and hold your gaze

Catch your breath

It’s easier when no one’s watching

Blah, blah, blah

This and that, so on and so forth



Lots of rats and lots of corpses

Your willing ego, learn to let go

The day you learn just who you are

My medication’s wearing off



Lots of rats and lots of corpses

Your willing ego, learn to let go

The day you learn just who you are

My medication’s wearing off



(You will find) lots of rats and lots of corpses

(satisfy) your willing ego, learn to let go

(something dies) the day you learn just who you are

it’s no surprise,

my medication’s wearing off

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from STABLE 8, released April 23, 2015

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