Splintered Milk

Milk the worm and sell me suicide
Construct the perfect priest and sow up the insides
Sell me sex
Show me how
Tear my idols down
Tell me this
Tell me now
Who are we suppose to be

We are nothing
We are living well
Digital-God creates a brand new hell
This is nothing
This is going well
We are nothing at all

Acid kids, our eyes are TV screens
Movie kids, our taste is turning green
Messiah kids, our cross is hollowed nails
Digital kids followed, and we've swallowed hell

We are nothing
We are living well
Digital-God creates a brand new hell
This is nothing
This is going well
We are nothing at all

Finger my eye hole
Finger my flag pole
Finger what is left of God