Something's strange in the web tonight Encoded paradise in a sinner disguise In absurd routine I'm his prey With my torn hands tied to the display The crystal plumage on their backs I suddenly understand it's only a fake The more I walk with my key The more the 404 appears
Cable strangler, feeble joke Our death's design is out of control
Slit my screen, wrist of god Pixelsplatter, in scarlet clad
Heavenly territories might lie
The last supper is cooling now I feel the 33 A.D. bug Mech-disciples programmed his plains The server saviour without frames And then this holy java script Initialise when they're all fall asleep Short circuit benedict the legs Of Kazaarus, he walks again
Cable strangler, feeble joke Our death's design is out of control
Forbidden applet, I taste the fruit In the thurible reboot my ruin
Heavenly territories might lie
Cable strangler, feeble joke Our death's design is out of control
Cable strangler, feeble joke Christian watersports in my rom