Beautiful Scum Lyrics

Devilgod - Paralyzed,
By unreasonable fear.
High on expectations,
Drunk on Perriér.

Devilgod - Analyzed,
By the best, and the beast.
A sovereign of madmen,
At the very least.

Make my day, my
World my Silverchair.
Make your way, all
Through my faux despair.

Clap your hands you motherf*ckers,
Buy the record sing along.
The moment that you dig this song,
I will become your newborn Christ.

Clap your hands you motherf*ckers, Buy the record sing along.
I'm coming now, it won't be long,
Before I am your Antichrist.

Devilgod - Demonesque,
Apalling deity deteste.
Vanity incarnate,
Malicious manifest.

Devilgod - Desperate,
To retain his cheap glamour.
We're all paper stars,
At point de non retour.

Make my day, my
World my Silverchair.
Make your way, all
Through my faux despair.

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