WickedAwful - The Douchebag Council Lyrics

Lurking deep within the shadows
Of a slum forgotten to the crime lords
Lies the kings of all misfortune
Adorned in cloaks the blunt smoke
That chokes the council of the douche bags has been invoked

Alternating plans like the melody at hand
Deception is our native tongue
Playing Illuminati while the weak all nod obediently

A sick experience of escaped experiments
Controlled by masters a gangerous cult of bastards
Drunkenly contorting the masses instructions to be silent
And take it up there ignorant human asses

All Hail The Council Of Douche bags

I call upon the council
Lay my mind to rest
On a river of saint Ivy's
A mere glimpse of heaven catches my eyes

We call upon the council
Lay this cookie cutter world to rest
The apocalypse we beckon
Ignite our unholy crest

All hail the DBC