Shore of bone, inland sea
Motor functions guiding me
Fill my bat with molten lead
When the light shines through my head
Trust no one but trust your soul
My face is just a gaping hole
Twelve gauge shells around my bed
When the light shines through my head
Battery acid on the brain
Jeffrey Dahmer's cure for pain
Dreamed a man with caveish eyes
Gave the world a grim surprise
Sorry now the world is dead
When the light shines through my head
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