Paper Shrine

The devil hides in a paper shrine

Make no mistake the words the leaves
The eyes the rake
And devious smiles break on the faces of every
Twisted misunderstood soul
But Some take the pamphlet to the shredder

Confused cuz
Shit
Ain't
Getting much better

Little did they know

A wall of cacophony
In a fit of rage she envelopes me
And all the while the white smoke
Enjoys fondling the eyes to see

If fish could fly above our heads then every red herring would soon drop dead
In your lap
And every sap gorge himself
Till his bellys full

And so the story goes
Thats all the woahs, the wind and the grind
The underlying line in the sand
And everything I have to say is that

X2

The devil hides in a paper shrine under your nose

The devil thrives in a paper shrine under your nose

From it all, the curtain's call
Blown away from the rapid wind
Heavy rain fall
An angry mob disguised as mighty
And struck in awe
At the spectical to behold

Through it all and from it all
It's all the same old bit
Caught up in
Runaways who run a muck
Fire from the hip
And Dodge and duck

*Unlucky slip up
Singing*

Nananananas

The devil wears a paper shroud

The devil thrives in a paper shrine

The devil hides in a paper shrine

"The devil hides in a paper shrine"