Thoushaltnot the greater good lyrics

Right below me, Twisted, buckled

Pointing fingers through my face

Chewing on my screaming, crying

Plea for Jezebel's embrace

Down the stairs, I move, o'er looking

Selves of all I've been in thought

Kissing and seducing all these

Selves I wish tht I were not

Writhing like a piston, cold 

As oil lubricates the path

Burning down the schitzophrenic

Self reflexive rapist's wrath

There with fire in m hands

I hurl it on the crowd below

Twins of faces, plus one other

Shocked and helpless call out, "No!

You cannot do this!" there in flames,

They smolder as the hemlock wood

As bones and sinews melt, I tell them

"It's all for the greater good."

And now a diety I stand 

Before my judged and blackened kin

Save only one, a different hand

Was cleared of her new virgin skin.