Curtains Lowered
Curtains Lowered
you will be worldly
and i will be pretentious
everything will be perfect
and the world will come to its destined bitter end
we will all laugh maniacally because
manson really is the antichrist
half dead laughter floating around
our heads while we dance with gypsies
the song continues into the emptiness
long after night has fallen
our wandering souls wondering
‘where is the off switch?’