Lyrics
Right from the ashes of life i learned to behave, descending the cold steps of the institution for the politically insane, like a good little slave
This clearly designed to suppress every thought of escape, descending the cold steps of the institution for the politically insane for, with an army of butterflies pilloried placid and prone
Never to be seen again, saying farewell to daylight Bedlam, sucking my milk from the venomous tit of the state
Right from the ashes of life i learned to behave, i surrender to fate
From henceforth i shall rot in a stinking bed of wet straw, i ll see you in hell Time, don t want no pity for me in this filthy cell
I ll see you in hell, i ll see you in hell, don t want no pity for me in this filthy cell
what to believe
I m a specimen pinned to my throne, i surrender to fate
From cradle to grave, don t want no pity for me in this filthy cell Purple, right from the ashes of life i learned to behave
I ll see you in hell, like a good little slave
Escaping the clutches of eternal damnation, don t want no pity for me in this filthy cell, don t want no pity for me in this filthy cell
never to be seen again
Right from the ashes of life i learned to behave, escaping the clutches of eternal damnation, escaping the clutches of eternal damnation
Like a good little slave, i ll see you in hell Time, sucking my milk from the venomous tit of the state
Right from the ashes of life i learned to behave, i m a specimen pinned to my throne
I was justified, from cradle to grave
saying farewell to daylight
I was justified, sucking my milk from the venomous tit of the state Bedlam, sucking my milk from the venomous tit of the state
Never to be seen again, frozen in time Deep, what not to say
Broken fingers clawing through the walls of my incarceration, broken fingers clawing through the walls of my incarceration Deep, don t want no pity for me in this filthy cell
What not to say, from henceforth i shall rot in a stinking bed of wet straw, i was justified
I ll see you in hell, see you in hell
we were never alone
I ll see you in hell, what not to say
Right from the ashes of life i learned to behave, i surrender to fate
Saying farewell to daylight, what not to say
with an army of butterflies pilloried placid and prone