Lyrics Doctor from Mountains - Mincing Fury And Guttural Clamour Of Queer Decay

Doctor from Mountains

Confusion, illusion, obfuscation
With your snake like tongue
Shaping the worlds your way
When will buy bury truth alive?
Denying what’s real is always wrong
Defense fails, I stand here naked
When you thrust my chest with a prong
No trophy, just ashes — so take it
I feel desperate and powerless
As the veil of lies cover me
Trying again is so meaningless
This is how it was meant to be
I don’t think you will break down and weep
Confess or pity your mistakes
No bad dreams of insufficient sleep
No. None of this for you to take