Live Theatre
[Intro]:
And performing today, is Jak, and his art performance of Love!
Hello? Yes, my love, for I will cut your heart out, and eat your heart, my love
I will cut my wrist my love to show you
All my passion fills (wow)
Your headless void, my love
Haha, heh, heh
[Verse]:
Ayo!
I'm on the set like who is this?
Peace to J23 (Peace!)
The rest can climb on my elephant-titus balls with rivets (Wow what’s with my...?)
Fuck friends and gimmicks (Huh)
There's a statue of me built in a body position
Of an Olympic champion throwin' a discus
Worshipped by cannibal pygmies and midgets
Right off the coast of the Pacific
And they wavе human heads on sticks when I visit
That’s why my head's thе biggest (Yeah?)
I fade the physics (yeah)
My thoughts the Moon and my brain's the Sun so I'm mal-ecliptic
I have the fidgets
When avoidin' roadblocks for manhunts by police districts
When archaeologists lifted my crypt lid
They found ancient, unencrypted (What in the world?)
Aramaic words inscripted
Hand-chiseled by Egyptians
Underground my sarcophagus was warped because one of the pyramids had tipped it
And was unburied after man by alien construction equipment
Now let's be specific (Be specific, yeah)
During court my victims are listless
Because I leave ransom notes in hieroglyphics
Dungeon magic, with tears in my coat showing, exposing
Caskets fastened to my ceiling by iron o-rings
And now they look like they're floating
In a corroding fortress that's resting on a pile of human bones barely holding
I circle them all in my castle during boating
Using stars and constellation formations as map decodings
I serve regiments at the bergner because like Hobbits
Robbin’ treasures guarded by sleeping dragons
I’m tip-toeing
Invisible with the use of cloaking (Look!)
Look, peasants, I brought presents!
After my archer's arrows struck the king’s pheasants
'Cause I am protected, by the angelic wolven crescent
Of my metal mesh leather chest plate dented
300 year vampire Frenchman, let's begin fencin' (Uh)
Musketeer hat with their heads feather bent in (Fire!)
Got a vault of Naumus the royal descendant (Yes!)
Slave driving wenches who dig trenches around my castle’s entrance
The smell of decayed intestines block your senses
Musket dumped from stone hedges
My (vant?) heart and the next of kin beheaded
Hm
One and all
Everybody
[Outro]:
It was a magical story of dwarves, dragons, and trolls that met with instant critical acclaim
Before he would write another charming tale, he would create an entirely new universe
Never let life's cruel twists overwhelm him, soon he would face even darker days, but nothing on earth, not even the horrors of war could rob him of his vibrant and powerful imagination
A milder man you never could imagine, but what lives behind those bland eyes of his? Look at me, I'm trying to tell you the truth. What do you know about this man?
I know that old Bill has got a long history of violence. Many a murderer can call this place home
A long history of violence. It's as though the very foundation of this place was human suffering
Very dramatic, maybe a little overboard?
You have a lot to learn, my dear