King Of The Absurd (Self Indulgence)
(Larsen / Larsen / Volf / Gram)
Can I cover your eyes
With my hands?
Can I make you walk
In my darkened lands?
A pawn to move
Around in my game of chess
Feeling down? –
Come to me child and confess
Oh, what I’d give
To be able to see
Your shameless mirrored
Reflections of me
Soulless eyes
That try to penetrate
The shell I made
To find out it’s too late
I use you solely
For the sake of me
In egocentric vile fantasy
Self-indulgent –
I’m throwing you in the dirt
In my own dark dream
I’m king of the absurd
Can I measure
My intelligence on you?
Can I use you as my tool
To pass on through
The halls of dark oblivion
They make
I’m the diamond that was made
To never break
So you wormed your way
Into my line of thoughts
Passing all the trenches
I built to keep you out
And you found the barrier
That no one else could break
A synaptic fortress
To show you
What I’m all about
Hollowed out by speculation
In everlasting vile equation
Self indulgence –
I’m drowning you in the dirt
In my own reality
I’m king of the absurd
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