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Embassy of Silence - Verisimilitude
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Verisimilitude

(2015)
TypeAlbum (Studio full-length)
GenresProgressive Gothic Metal
LabelsInverse Records
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Votes :  0
4. Flamer (4:23)
You pseudo-Machiavellian butt-munch
Re-inventing the wheel in school philosophy class
A Nietzsche-fanboy and a pain in the ass

Authority in your clique
Loquacious, fantastic
So gracious, it’s classic
Brilliant and slick
I see right through that shtick
Hands on your control-stick
you little prick

Your momma said you’re special
And grandma gave your cheek a good pinch
Now let me give you my inch
Here’s my disclaimer:
I’m wasting my time
With nothing better to do
Than get a rise out of you, oh

LaVeyan to your every cell
Now take a crayon and spell
Just what you’re trying to tell
You’re such a lamer
Call me what you will
I’m over the hill
But you’re run-of-the mill

A regular whiz-kid with a cereal-box IQ
I’ve never met a nihilistic douchebag quite like you
A lasting impression and a memorable debut
Spew it back at the world that you eschew

Your momma said you’re special...
I’m over the hill
You’re run-of-the-mill
Well, ain’t that a pill

Your momma said you’re special.
And grandma gave your cheek a good pinch
Now let me give you my inch
Here it comes:
If projectile propulsion at people’s your compulsion
Then maybe you should start with yourself
Laveyan to your every cell...
Yeah, I’m a flamer
I’m over the hill
You’re run-of-the-mill
Well, ain’t that a pill
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