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The No - Subtle

(the No)

A skeptic can be grown in no-time

From the treated torso of anyone torn in two

And in this era of the owned and indebted who,

The means to do so safely, surround you...

An average amount of artificial light is needed,

Not unlike that of a public

School system cell's ceiling.

Raw water from the tap, and it out to be,

American for its most doubtful properties...

But in order to properly,

Grow yourself a skeptic solemnly,

You must honestly...

Kill 'em with the no

What's working man's hope

They call it

(the No)

A skeptic can be grown best

From the torn-in-two torso of a dead politician,

Somehow so perfect for the un-science

And precisions of ckeptic making.

Since they possess the perfect blend

Of empty and taking one needs in life

To go all dark in death...

And in the shell of what's left,

Gradually the darkened goner mind sets to

Spark once again, with all the needs of mortal men,l

And somehow none of it's wants...

Bent without blood, meant or remembrance,

Returning from what's absence

With nothing but vengeance,

Are the skeptics...

What you say up in the No-face of famoust

When you crash you'll know where your plane is...

What you say up in the No-face of famoust

When you crash you'll know where your plane is...

What you say up in the No-face of famoust

When you crash you'll know where your plane is...

What you say up in the No-face of famoust

When you crash you'll know where your plane is...