Your eyes are broad, but the vision's narrow 
Your words are wide, but the effect's trivial... 
Never a thought for the most certain fact: there's something under the thinnest scratch... 
Stable smile means no life, the 
RC scythe stays tuned tonight 
Self-implied god; a standard 
The words you escape will strangle you... 
Never a glance at the most certain fact: there's a whole different world inside the plastic surface 
Stable smile means no life, the 
RC scythe stays tuned tonight 
Swallow the gift - spit out the useless 
But read this clear: "I am the d-cell inside death" ...and we articulate correctly, until perfection... 
Stable smile means no life, the 
RC scythe stays tuned tonight 
You stole my tongue and asked me speak 
You told me to lie and did not believe my words, so 
I'll isolate, withdraw, enjoy... 
As the RC scythe stays tuned tonight