Perfect World

Death to all the children who have never learned to sleep
And to parents who make promises they're never going to keep
Let him trample every stranger who has never sought to fit
And ride rough-shod over preachers who believes their God is 'it'
Every man who lacks conviction, every girl without a heart
Every womanly seduction, every soul that lives off hate
Every dreamer without consequence, every man who thinks he's free
Then we'll have a perfect world where everyone's like me!

To the man who worships money may his life's possessions burn
May the world come tumbling down around his egotistic purse
May his nemesis come stalking leading death upon a cart
May he scare the poor man shitless before tearing out his heart
To the rude and the abusive I offer up this curse
May their tongues swell up with cancer and their mouths contort and burst
Let death walk around among us and take every man he sees
I'll be hiding in the darkness so he won't be taking me

Let death open up an office
Let the madmen lead the blind
Let them in with smiling faces as their dreams run out of time
Let him gather every hypocrite, each sycophant and thief
And then we'll have a perfect world where everyone's like me!

To the tragically deluded may their words all fall apart
May their feet continue dancing while the wolves devour their heart
May their houses fill with water and their cities fall to ruin
May the lava flow like honey down the hillsides where they run
To those who won't ask questions may their heads turn inside out
May their eyes be ever open as they're buried underground
Let death call on every one of them and drive them underneath
And then we'll have perfect world where everyone like me!

Let death open up an office
Let the madmen lead the blind
Let them in with smiling faces as their dreams run out of time
Let him gather every hypocrite, each sycophant and thief
And then we'll have a perfect world where everyone's like me!