Big Brain...

 And on a windy day

And as the cold rain

Came down

They stole

From me

And the devil

Got his best laid plans

And of mice and men

From me

But long

Before

I was born...

Come back to me...

Come back to me

And 

OH

WISE MAN

WISE MAN

WHICH WAY SHOULD I RUN

WHICH WAY SHOULD I TURN ?

IT DOESNT MATTER

FOR

AS USUAL

AND As ALWAYS

I WILL GET BURNED

OH

GO AHEAD AND

PRAY

TO THAT NEON  GOD

We made...

For

Out here

On the parameter 

We are fucked up

Immaculate 

And nothing changes 

Still..

They stole from me

Yes

One was found dead

In a greenhouse

Another

A brain tumor

One or two

Or more od...

Or wrecked

Dont worry...

God will get them all

Before my days

Are done

And they will all know my 

Trail

Of

Dead...

Come back to me...

COME BACK TO ME...

BUT The Lord sayeth no...

Flee Satan..

Flee

The numbet

Of the beast

Oh what can i do

For you sir... ?

More money from

Me...?

Or more of

My time

My gracious love

And kind jokes

Ignored

And unwelcome

Hoax

And dolls

In the trashcan

They try to explain

The matrix

And

That big brain...

Out there...