The Pseudoscientist - Immortal Bird

Tread on your spine like stepping stones

Venomous maw

Licking your wounds

A living crutch

Amputating a limb

I was a person not a sin

Your body bloats and spoils with lies

As your excuses wear thin

I’m drawing a line here

Just down another drink

While you preach to me your non-belief

You desperate pseudoscientist

False gospel dripping from your lips

Burn yourself out

Leave the forest ablaze

Beneath the frail bravado

A forager that lusts for power

Your claws still grasp at passing flesh

Drink stagnant blood

I’ve paid my debt

I was a person not a sin

Your body bloats and swells with lies

As your excuses wear thin

So choke down another drink

While you preach to me your non-belief

You fucking pseudoscientist

False gospel dripping from your lips

I swear I’m listening