How can I die,
When i was really was alive?
I know I've died many times.
Like quick sand, in high demand,
I filter through.
Pure joy in a white powder.
Devour!

Cheap words for sell,
Words for free in the darkness of hell.
My spells i cast,
I'm Home as last,
Days past,
In this house of glass.
My own stones.
My own throne.

Hail to the holy spoon,
Dead heads on a full moon.
Party at the devil's palace,
Where we just met Alice,
And the ice queen,
Said such nice things,
At high speed.
Tell me where can you buy greed?