White Slavery
PETER THOMAS STEELE
I make a call
So far to fall
Restless craving
Inundating
The summer snow
but it's not cold
Once it's tested
thus infected
I've lost myself again
I've lost myself again
It's a nightmare
But it's clear
It will end but when?
The break of day
I rot away
With every breath
I pray for death
Let me say
Pepsi Generation
A few lines
of misinformation
Watch your money
flow away so quick
To kill yourself properly
Coke is it