Stone Sour - Omega lyrics

What a skeletal wreck of man this is
Translucent flesh and feeble bones
The kind of temple where
The whores and villains
Try to tempt the holistic tomes
Running rampant with free thought to free
Form in the free and clear
And the matters at hand are shelled
Out like lint at a laundromat
To sift and focus on the bigger, better now

We all have a little sin than needs venting
Virtues for the rending
And laws and systems and stems a
Rift from branches of office
Do you know what your post entails?
Do you serve a purpose or purposely serve?
Wind down inside of your atavistic allure
The value of a summer spent
And a winter earned
For the rest of us there is always Sunday
The day of the week that reeks of rest
But all we do is catch our breath
So we can wade naked into the bloody pool
And place our hand on the big black book
To watch the knives zig-zag
Between our aching fingers

A vacation is a countdown
T minus your life and counting
Time to drag your tongue across the sugar
Cube and hope you get a taste
What the fuck is all this for?
(What the hell's goin' on?) shut up!
I could go on and on, but
Lets move on shall we?

Say, you're me and I'm you and they
All watch the things we do
And like a smack of spite they
Threw me down the stairs
Haven't felt like this in years
The great magnet of
Malicious magnanimous refuse
Let me go and plunge me
Into the dead spot again
That's where you go when there's
No one else around
Its just you and there was never anyone
To begin with now was there?

Sanctimonious pretentious dastardly bastards
With their thumb on the pulse and
A finger on the trigger
'Classified' my ass! Thats a fucking
Secret and you know it
Government is another way to say
'Better Than You' it's like ice but no pick
A murder charge that won't stick
It's like a whole other world where
You can smell the food
But, you can't touch the silverware

Hah, what luck fascism you can vote for
Isn't that sweet?

And we're all going to die some
Day cause thats the American way
And I've drunk too much and said too little
When you're gaffer taped in the
Middle say a prayer, save face
Get yourself together and

(See what's happening) shut up!
(Fuck you) fuck you

I'm sorry I could go on and on
But it's time to move on so
Remember you're a wreck, an accident
Forget the freak, you're just nature
Keep the gun oiled and the temple clean
Shit, snort and blaspheme
Let the heads cool and the engine run
Because in the end everything we do
Is just everything we've done