Would You like some Cold Hot Cola to take with you?
This Fluid feels like Pain, This stoic mood is all in vain.
I reach into the dark, I tear this other me apart.
How many years ago, How many deaths I can't let go.
My Flesh Is Temporary, My God Extraordinary.
You... can''t... Kill... My... MIND!!!!!
The War Will continue, Just on a different battle field
I'd petition to have internet connected to that place if I were you. This stuff is essential to modern man survival.
Just like Hookers, Beer, and porn.
This Fluid feels like Pain, This stoic mood is all in vain.
I reach into the dark, I tear this other me apart.
How many years ago, How many deaths I can't let go.
My Flesh Is Temporary, My God Extraordinary.
You... can''t... Kill... My... MIND!!!!!
The War Will continue, Just on a different battle field