I see toothy grins, biting their tongues to spit      speaking from the cheek just to spite their face
     The cold shoulder reflex, Industrial Complex, Mechanical sex bridge, bullet in a blue sky
     Why? Cause it's the medium not the message bitch
Every other day my whole social code switch
     While you're holding the trigger finger to Hermes Trismegistus
     Who'da guess that the restless, the next to get this In time for breakfast, the rust sun shines/ Fly!
     Mad to love/ Mad to live/ and be saved/ For all the cats playin the master game/
     I've seen the best minds of my generation of swine, sleeping in their parents basement searching for the divine/
     Optimist in my prime/ selling books to stay alive/ Transform the schizophrenic, demented demiurge to words like Demi Moore on a Kabbalah kick/
     FUCK the politics/ I want alternative currents running thru these city scapes/ Cuz we're working and burning our bones at the factory/
     Begging for another loan, just raise a family/ Please 
    Refrain: Nights like this I feel the vice grip device like a knife to my neck
                  Cutting til there's nothing left
                 Begging for blood, begging for change
                 Begging for everything but my FUCKING name (2x) 
  I'm still trying to wrap my head around the truck that killed my boy/
  L-to the E-F-T/ And I employ/ on an everyday regular/
  questions to self/ reflections of wealth/ not seen in the product, domestic gross/
  And I evoke the name of a Noble One past/ Light a candle in the wind/
  and study the smoke screen/ Yeah, fallen and the free/ protect from enemies/
  in vain you didn't bleed/ constantly reminding me in cadence/ aiding the elated/ enthusiastically stated/ day to day the pain is faded/
  and medicated with memories/
  Meaning, I'll be feeding the art with alchemy/ Great Work/ till I'm merc'd/ Yeah you know it's all worth it. 
  Refrain: Nights like this I feel the vice grip device like a gun to my head/
                Rapping(Singing) to the walking dead
                Begging for blood, begging for change
               Begging for me to fortify their name (2x) 
   When the city is a beast and every corner is an altar/ Prop play the judas priest resurrecting every slaughter/
   On the radio, the out-of-order white noise fuzz/ Below reflecting Above/ So now I'm ready to bump
   Hexagram, Pentagram/ Hyper Sigil Freedom song/ On the road passing thru since the day I was born/
   So nice to know you friend/ Maybe see you again/ In another light/ this is not the end/
   Too many shining diamonds reflecting frequencies to get us thru this prison planet soul disease/
   The ultimatum's calling me/ To liberate my breath on so many different levels/
    Kids, burn this track, literally/ Put a match to it's back and watch the fire bleed/
    Put your soul in the streets/ And speak from the trees/ That you see the forest/ and You won't be deceived
  
  Cuz this city can't tread on me
  No this city won't tread on we
   (repeats)