Welcome to Broken Promiseland

Hurled up in flashbacks  
are moments unnoticed  
By those whom have chosen  
To be less Observant  
 
Pulling on heartstrings  
With words they know hurt less  
But keeping in mind  
That there's still consequences  
 
All following lead from  
The leader of bandits  
Spurting red wine  
Into tall rimmed champayne flutes  
 
Whilst mopping up blood  
That appears on the dancefloor  
With the american flag  
And a bucket of water  
 
And it's not easy keeping in mind  
The Insignificant whore's suspenders  
Pulling at stockings  
Cumstained and torn  
 
And the government officials  
That enjoy having their ears pulled  
tied up in the basement  
Testing make up on baby seals  
 
Whilst those who like torture  
Are branding eachother  
In the dungeon of pain  
And the vampiress layer  
 
And those who's fetishes  
Aren't yet discovered  
Will either browse through our menu  
Tasting different kinds of flesh  
 
Or there are those who stand aghast
Not understanding, the sinful ways  
Of the pretty and powerful  
And choose to behave  
 
So Welcome to Broken Promiseland  
Business hours are over Sir  
But If you'd like to see where all good intentions turn to shit  
Do come back tomorrow