Lyrics Execution - Fyrce Muons

We wait senseless to our position
Senseless to our place
As a microbe swims inside my palace
I grin at the thought of the disappearance of my ego

It is my id my ego my superego

Languish on the beach of reality
Germinate the thoughts
Germinate the decadence of living
The shallow of masturbation
The designation the winged demons who would guide you through this passion
To a land beyond
To a land of passion
To a land of inaction
To my life of reaction

Oh the demons descending
Terminating inaction
Give me one side or the other
We have no communication
One side or the other
Scene of another smother
Scene of my smother
Scene of my mother is lost behind the armor of my ego
Surprising even me
Dreams of execution fall on my ego
The execution of the id ego superego

Deep inside my id ego superego