The Hopeless Velvet Acid Christ

A force fed lie, our dead dream
Awake upon a staircase
Start looking downward into Hell

Where the last life screamed and we screeched
"We're always, always a bloody mess, a bloody mess"
Lying hole, tired eyes, you're screeching
You're scraping the bone with your life

Into a dream, we will fade
Hopeless, the hopeless, the hopeless, the hopeless
The hopeless, the hopeless, the hopeless
Their calling of the dead, calling of the dead

You liars, and your face
And your eyes separate the fear, the lies, the fate
Set into eyes, the calling of the dead
Image in the light, they calling you dead

They won't believe signs, they don't believe your cries
They always open eyes, and the light all over your head, your head
Time distortion, crawling onto your knees
Crawl onto the floor, get off your feet

A lie in the wake, spiraling down
Glass feeling moments all over your arms, over your arms
Condemned, force fed, force fed, you're calling dead