Coming to your own conclusions
A bitter world of grand delusions
The snake that lies in wait forever
An angel cries and plucks its feathers
She's leaving on a lover's journey
He's falling down, he must not worry
She's seeing wings on textbook monsters
Who sing the praises of the lobster
(They've picked up on the scent)
But the dogs don't know what they're looking for
(They're called on to repent)
But the dogs don't know what they're looking for
Come to life or you'll die trying
Sink your teeth into what you're buying
Make the fetus grow in captive wombs,
Soak them in alcohol, preserve the tomb
(They've picked up on the scent)
But the dogs don't know what they're looking for
(They're called on to repent)
But the dogs don't know what they're looking for
All the senseless barking,
All the senseless barking
Melancholic cancer's growing
Eat her heart, her fear is showing
She's breaking wings on textbook monsters
Who sing the praises of the lobster
(They've picked up on the scent)
But the dogs don't know what they're looking for
(They're called on to repent)
But the dogs don't know what they're looking for
All the senseless barking,
All the senseless barking