Stare Back - Wax Idols

I love the sad & the sick of the world

I love them, i love them all

(stare back)

I love their twisted & hideous faces

I love them dead most of all

(stare back)

I love the wealthy, insidious men

I love them so i make them crawl

(stare back)

I love the crafted, the coy, the refined

Yes i love the stink of them all

(stare back)