Working Evil Songtext
von The Present Age

Put me down
Put me under
Put me down
Put me under
We don′t need we don't need another intellectual
Put me down
Put me under
Collect oneself in dingy basement
Suffocat dust
Tumor temporal
Constructing miniatures
Scales
In comparison
Pales
To what you already know
Fails
To alleviate the pressure in your brain
Truth speak would render any person insane
Luckily for you you′re of them new special stock
Put me down Put me under
Put me down
Put me under
We don't need we don't need another intellect
Put me down
Put me under
In true spirit of new age
Gain fame forgetting all but name
The creatures hail their messiah
Their famine
Their celeb
One shudders
Filed under
Of having been a heretic
A soothesayer
A slayer of innocents
An idolator
An apostate
One who is working evil through deviation of the faith