lieben was machinery, but now it's time to rise up
from the ashes commanding the scenery, tell the iron grip to get fucked
it's a blast from the past to get higher up, on the path to a world that's free
replacing the pavement with greenery, and the cash with freshly spilled blood

i'm a cruise missile lyrical dreamer's eve, saying words really fast with my mouth
it's about to get loud in the creamery, and the atmosphere will go south.
the catastrophe is no match for me, i'm a blur to your sight like a scout
and i shatter the matter to extreme degrees, it's acute to a point in the route

i'm an atom get back at em indivisible, not a quark can split from my seed
like an asexual i'm invisible, 'cept on the day of visibility
plant the message down the passage or the corridor, these hallways form a tree
one is silver flowing river, one is auburn gold, on the path to immortality

take a note, 4head, it's incredible, how you still keep losing the game
all the souffles that you bake are inedible, and your cookies taste like ashes and shame
it's simple and indeed unethical, forty thousand dollar upwarp and fame
presented by a charlatan to steal the win, by inserting an ungenuine frame

you're bait!
for a cheap shot!
i'm about to land the winning blow
you're bait!
for a cheap shot!
and we take those, i know, i know.
you're bait!
for a cheap shot!
and we're setting up to get it done
you're bait!
for a cheap shot!
victim of the gigavolt
revolution

(heh, i'm the smartest fuckin person on the planet)

blunt like a hammer, slipping jammer sip and stammer on your drink, static signal scene
sending walsh chip nonsense jibber-jabber that nobody else would dare but me.
with a digit holding rigid, out extended raging livid as the scent reveals strawberry
scream a grid of roaring inches, sending fear into the ditches, but administrations doesn't agree
i'll admit it i'm not lucid to the state of dissilusion storing time, knock very gracefully
through the nested blocks i edit, reference set and then forget it, ortho mode won't stop a crash, believe?
facing backwards BLJing through collision i've been straying through the borders no-one else can see,
100-coin ain't on my docket, see a door and i just lock it 'cause one blink and i'm through already.