Quack - Not today (big beat, ragtime)

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Lyrics: Good evening, Byrnn Morran (Flesh will rot where I began) Plague mask gleaming, posture neat My chemical intentions can't be beat These stones that form your frame so grand (I'll peel your rock-flesh with my hand) Your core exposed with such design It's most unfortunate, I do declare (Your entrails splattered everywhere) These statues mark a pointless scene A construct I'll soon make unseen These stones that form your frame so grand (I'll peel your rock-flesh with my hand) Your core exposed with such design (Your death will be my pure design) Oh, how delightful - my true power nears! (Your screams will fuel my deepest cheers) I shall unleash what darkness breeds, I am now in full control Pure destruction takes its throne Chemical madness all my own! How splendid, dear destructive trait, Progress, you see, is always fine - This massacre, simply divine