The Chapeltown Rag

Read all about it if you want to know Read all about what they want you to know Everything is god online, and it's as evil as it gets This is not a fuckin' trick, either follow or repent (No choice) Get infected by a vertical event Check the meter, check your watch Are they ever gonna stop? Runnin' out of daylight, nighttime's better But we know how to handle the truth, motherfucker Scandalous know-it-all, feedback chamber Nobody wants the proof, they want a number We don't deny what is wrong with our lives We can't decide what is left of our right to silence our remains Buried in the back and I'm sick and alive Hollow as a breath, the further you dive Oh, how I've missed your honesty You never miss with your intensity You're gonna need a new disguise Vessels burst, veins release Just slide into the nearest lie (One, two, oh my god) All the ligatures are getting tight, like a style Murder another mouth before the trial Scalpel and then you scalp 'em to fucking death Kills for the other vampires and surrogates It's a ploy for attention and evidence All your fucking monsters are flaws in your common sense Do the dance while the shovels are breaking dirt Everybody mind your fuckin' business or you get hurt We don't deny what is wrong with our lives We can't decide what is left of our right to silence our remains Buried in the back and I'm sick and alive Hollow as a breath, the further you dive Oh, how I've missed your namaste You never miss with your integrity You're gonna need a new disguise Vessels burst, veins release Just slide into the nearest lie Read all about it if you want to know (Everything is god online) Read all about it if you want to know (Everything is god online) Read all about it if you want to know Stoned like a beast on a chain lookin' dead Feelin' strange, what the fuck I'm material to sew into the stains Like a catalogue of pain, like a martyr in restraints I can kill with a will, and it's stronger every day I'm a knife, I'm a gun, I'm a slit, I'm a scar I'm a scream, I'm a death, I'm a threat, I'm afraid That you will never understand I'm not the same You better call the triple 9, I want a face That you can only recognize I'm afraid, I'm afraid, I'm afraid, I'm afraid When everything is god online, nothing is When everything is god online, nothing is

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Feb 21, 2026