Marilyn Manson - Overneath the Path of Misery Lyrics
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player,That struts and gets his hour upon the stage,And then is heard no more. It is a taleTold by and idiot, full of sound and fury,Signifying nothing.” - William ShakespeareStare into my Kodak Rome jack-hammer ice eyesI never thought you’d see the asphalt crack, crack, crackLike a black eggshellDon’t ever say I never warned you from the startDon’t ever say I never warned you from the startYou’re not a shovel and I’m not your dirtIs there any way to unswallow my pride?Can I f*ck myself down?Why die, when you can kill the father?Dad is missing an ‘e’No Macbeth, confessed Oedipus,No longer present tenseNo Macbeth, confessed Oedipus,No longer present tenseNo no no no no reasonNo no no no no reasonNo no no no no reasonHigh and overneathHigh and overneathI won’t regret letting you liveEven if you forgot what you never saved me from.So I say ‘whatever’ or forneverFor for for for for forneverFor for for for for forneverOr for for for for fornever‘Whatever’The Rape of PersephoneWas choreographed by all the wrong GreeksThe Rape of PersephoneWas a marketing schemeRape rape rape per so phonyRape rape rape per so phonyRape rape rape per so phonyRape rape rape per so phonyHigh and overneathHigh and overneathOverneath, overneathOverblown, unbeloved, cannot be lowFrom the top of my lungsTo the bottom of my heart I screamAt the chasm in betweenAnd the path of miseryOverneath, overneathOverblown, unbeloved, cannot be lowFrom the top of my lungsTo the bottom of my heart I screamAt the chasm in betweenAnd the path of miseryHigh and overneathHigh and overneathNo no no no no reasonNo no no no no reasonNo no no no no reason
