Pissing on the Score

Slumped in the hall of modern culture

In silence I behold

Frustrated psychos rant and rave

Gone are those times when revolutions

Led by intellectuals

Subverted certainties for grace

I

Need to stay alive

To shape the archetype

Define the undefined

A demiurge at war

Breaking laws and painting outside the frame

I mark old grounds with my new trace

Forever disobey

Pissing on the score that cages my dare

I forge the soundtrack of your decay

A sweet melody of disgrace

Will blow you cunts away, fuck you

Dried is the pen as much as the inkwell

Affected by a creative drought

And blank remains the parchment

Once florid land of beauty, deaf

Take refuge in chromatic illusions to hide the emptiness

Self-styled composers basely sell smoke while I...

Need to stay alive

To shape the archetype

Define the undefined

A demiurge at war

Breaking laws and painting outside the frame

I mark old grounds with my new trace

Forever disobey

Pissing on the score that cages my dare

I forge the soundtrack of your decay

A sweet melody of disgrace

♪

Will blow you cunts away

Art is a serious thing

You can't dishonour it

And let your name live forever

Come earn your fame through the highest sacrifice

Come immolate your life

♪

Breaking laws and painting outside the frame

I mark old grounds with my new trace

Forever disobey

Pissing on the score that cages my dare

I forge the soundtrack of your decay

A sweet melody of disgrace

Will blow you cunts away

Forever disobey

A sweet melody of disgrace

Will blow you bastards away