Fake masqueradenParading seedlings awaynWe counted down with lighters to the skynInhibit receptors playnUnder the sink charadesnArson in the air, confetti in our eyesnA capsule full of claynMeditate to wear it downnnAs red gaps fill the empty ward nFor a life time of peasants nAnd crude intoxications nPaid for with lunch money nIncubations nFake masquerade nnFake masqueradenParading seedlings awaynWorship suffer, hold your hands to the rail. nA capsule full of claynMeditate to wear it downnnSearching for meaning in tonguesnTouching smoke rings to my lungs nTeach me, offer another chance to failnWorship, suffer, hold your hands to the rail, to the railn