Giving birth, to my whole art
Benign malignant, different tissues
A tumor that really grows up, like a big bang

I feel god committing suicide
After the orgasm in the seventh day
I feel that I care to judge
The highest painting of the existence

Carry on carry on, I only think to carry on
In a movie without, a visible happy end
All my dangerous life
Working stiff under fire
Carry on carry on
Do the greatest masterpiece

Go ahead, tear me down
Because you can't feel me
Go ahead, tear me down
I'm every kind of art

I expose, the genuine pest note
Note by note, in this heavy riff
It sounds like the loudest shout
In the space emptiness

I feel the scarification of the innocence
Being sung everyday
I draw a hitler's portrait
To be awarded in your sunday tv show

One, comma, six, one!
So, I m, per, fect!