Parade of the dead Oh oh the denying of your death Oh oh the machines must be fed The machines must be fed Exterminate the laws of old The sacred past begins to roll The asylum marches on The men that kill whats left is gone Revenge, and retaliation

Let freedom ring with a shotgun blast Blind man ask me forgiveness I won't deny myself Disrespect you have given Your suffering's my wealth I feed off pain, force fed to love it And now I swallow whole I'll never live in the past Burn my fist to the

I've got pictures on my mind Thought you'd relate every will Your chocolate soul Help us wrong Deny your past Circumvent your Tiki doll