[Verse 1]
We are saints made of plaster, our laughter is canned
We are demons that hide in the mirror
But the blood on our hands
Paints a picture exceedingly clear
We are brimming with cumbersome, murderous greed
And malevolence deep and profound
We do unspeakable deeds
Does our wickedness know any bounds?
[Chorus]
Something's gone terribly wrong
With everyone
All the world is mad
Darkness brings terrible things
The sun is gone
What vanity! Our sad, wretched fires
Darkness
Something's gone
[Verse 2]
We can't medicate man to perfection again
We can't legislate peace in our hearts
We can't educate sin from our souls
It's been there from the start
We are saints made of plaster, our laughter is canned
We are demons that hide in the mirror
But the blood on our hands
Paints a picture exceedingly clear
We are brimming with cumbersome, murderous greed
And malevolence deep and profound
We do unspeakable deeds
Does our wickedness know any bounds?
[Chorus]
Something's gone terribly wrong
With everyone
All the world is mad
Darkness brings terrible things
The sun is gone
What vanity! Our sad, wretched fires
Darkness
Something's gone
[Verse 2]
We can't medicate man to perfection again
We can't legislate peace in our hearts
We can't educate sin from our souls
It's been there from the start
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