Y.K.E.D.A - Drab Majesty

Do you know tomorrow is made of lies?

Take a sip of truth before they read your rights, tonight

Think you’ve got the answers?

They made 'em up, made you clean enough for the Neo-Christ

Well, Isn’t that nice?

They talked about the deities

And the sacrificial obscurities

For the sake of life

Do you find the rationale divine?

Make a pentagram for the God of light

You know everybody dies alone

You know everybody dies alone

You know that they’re using mind control

You know everybody dies alone

Lead a life luxurious, then they took it all

Make a new living as a Succubus, void of lust

They’ll tell you what pleasure is

If your leisure time’s spent drinking wine

Being such a lush, there’s no rush

Aliens form pickett lines

For their wicked shrines

Cast in plastic beneath a retail sign

Do you find the rationale divine?

Burn it to the ground for the God of light

You know everybody dies alone

You know everybody dies alone

You know that they’re using mind control

You know everybody dies alone

You know everybody dies alone

You know everybody dies alone

You know that they’re using mind control

You know everybody dies alone