Schizopolitans - Portrait of the Beast Lyrics

Here is something to show you. It's a peculiar thing
If you can't trust the pictures do you know what you think?
Hold the remainder of your chosen condition. Just like they do in long division
If a taste in the air reminds you that you're not there
Do you know what you're made of till you see it outside?
They say believe so just believe
They think they know their "Master"well. To say the least
They cry "Oh Lord keep us on your leash
Oh Lord keep us safe at least
From the Beast. From the Beast"
There's a place in the center with features familiar
Two eyes look right through you
They seem to know you and say
"You think you've got it bad, how'd you like to live your life on a wall?"
If you don't want to know that, don't push the blinds
It's a doorway
It's a painting you'll enter
It's a painting. Just a painting
It can't end well. It might end well
If you had a replacement could you trace and compare?
You should face down the faker and end it right there
Oh well
Oh well
Oh well
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