The No

[ti:The No] [ar:Subtle] [al:Exiting Arm] [by:季风网-【http://www.ip21.cn】] [offset:0] The No - Subtle (the No) A skeptic can be grown in no-time From the treated torso of anyone torn in two And in this era of the owned and indebted who The means to do so safely surround you An average amount of artificial light is needed Not unlike that of a public School system cell's ceiling Raw water from the tap and it out to be American for its most doubtful properties But in order to properly Grow yourself a skeptic solemnly You must honestly Kill 'em with the no What's working man's hope They call it (the No) A skeptic can be grown best From the torn-in-two torso of a dead politician Somehow so perfect for the un-science And precisions of ckeptic making Since they possess the perfect blend Of empty and taking one needs in life To go all dark in death And in the shell of what's left Gradually the darkened goner mind sets to Spark once again with all the needs of mortal men l And somehow none of it's wants Bent without blood meant or remembrance Returning from what's absence With nothing but vengeance Are the skeptics What you say up in the No-face of famoust When you crash you'll know where your plane is What you say up in the No-face of famoust When you crash you'll know where your plane is What you say up in the No-face of famoust When you crash you'll know where your plane is What you say up in the No-face of famoust When you crash you'll know where your plane is