911 Conspiracy Theory

Let me weave you a profetic dream
That bleeds into your need
Entangling all your dirty desire to scream
Let me change your world

Let us create the greatest of creations
Let us mix our flesh upon this canvas
Let us give into all great temptations
Let me change your dreams

Be true to the point of empty
Be empty to the point of release
Feel me inside your chambers
Feel me as I cut you deep

Know I will tear you open
Watch you bleed and laugh
See this great hysterical
And hurt when I kiss your gash

Let us create something beautiful
Let us rip out this cork
Let us start something different
Let us destroy New York

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