Wyrmtongue Lyrics


I hear the venomous bile

That spills forth from your face

Yellow teeth and crooked smiles

Yet you claim the master race

Within your brain there is not a living cell

Nothing alive but ignorance

When you open your mouth I detect a familiar smell

From this refrain I beg deliverance

And yet you open your mouth

And then you ruin my day

I will never know peace

Until you've had your say

Ignoramus

You don't have a mouth you just exhale through

your second anus

Verbal pollution in the form of your opinion save us

From the ideas that you ripped off from someone

fucking famous

I would rather suffer for a thousand years and

then a thousand more if that meant that I did not

have to hear your voice

Grind my bones to dust and tear the organs from my

body if they would only give me this simple choice

I cannot stand to hear the sounds of your

incompetence

The only reason you're alive is divine providence

And as you spread your fear and hate

The simple message of your undying philosophy

Basking in the fires you create

The simple minded chanting your name with ferocity

Pure adulation on their face

They'll never understand the depth of your hypocrisy

Or the fact that you would soon replace

The freedoms that they love with uncontrolled

plutocracy

Nothing in your heart but ignorance

You must live your life in total bliss

I feel nothing in my heart but scorn

And my walls your head must soon adorn

The only thing I can think is that your faith has

struck you blind

That your inability to listen has led you to this

precipice of the mind

If you think your bigotry will save you then your

soul must be stained

How can you not see that there is nothing to be gained

You will pay

If I have my way

You will pay for everything you've said

And if I have my way then you will soon be dead

You will pay for everything you've said and

if I have my way...

Ignoramus

You don't have a mouth you just exhale through

your second anus

Verbal pollution in the form of your opinion save us

From the ideas that you ripped off from someone

fucking famous

Ignoramus

You don't have a mouth you just exhale through

your second anus

Verbal pollution in the form of your opinion save us

From the ideas that you ripped off from someone

fucking famous