POWMAO - Junior Exorcist

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LYRICS:
You just don't see the use in
living by the rules
because after all, recall:
the thoughtless world we walk was made for you

What's more, what more
could be adored
than a renegade with a pretty face?
Get your fill, because it might be too late

when the sound of blaring horns rips through
your candlelit bedroom
and you avert your gaze from a Stygian face
that stamps cloven hooves,
whose voice alone could break your bones
He binds his wrists to yours
and maneuvers you with an eldritch wit
soon to which you'll be sold

You've mastered every common-minded
fool you know
because after all, we're all just
pliant phantoms, soulless skin and bones

But you've read every book,
turned every page,
followed the lion-faced flying snake
down a lightless tunnel, just to lose your way

when the sound of blaring horns rips through
your candlelit bedroom
and you avert your gaze from a Stygian face
that stamps cloven hooves,
whose voice alone could break your bones
He binds his wrists to yours
and maneuvers you with an eldritch wit
soon to which you'll be sold

(That great magnate you imitate is turning in his grave)