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The Ignorant Server Boy
The ignorant servant boy has dropped all the dishes
Now how are we to enjoy our cake?
The ignorant server boy has evolved in the art of lust, with everyone he wishes to partake.
The ignorant server boy has thrown back all our fishes.
Now how are we to enjoy dinner?
The ignorant server boy's temper is getting thinner.
Now he'll wish he held on to those last wishes.
The ignorant server boy has a mind of his own.
But his clever thoughts are rarely ever shown.
The ignorant server boy has only one more swing, he's already had two misses.
The ignorant server boy is striking back.
The ignorant server boy is planning an attack.
The ignorant server boy has just been killed.
The ignorant server boy has been poisoned with pills.
But the ignorant server boy will get revenge.
Because the ignorant server boy, is in my heart, and i intend to avenge.
The ignorant server boy silently moves through me.
In there big house.
The ignorant server boy waits for thee
To fall asleep, silent as a mouse.
The ignorant server boy instructs me to crush small capsules.
The ignorant server boy guides me through the castle.
The ignorant server boy prepares me all night.
To satisfy his master's appetite,
when comes day light.
The ignorant server boy instructs the wicked powder to be poured into the tea.
The ignorant server boy uses me.
The ignorant server boy diligently instructs me to make their sloth food.
To feed his master, the pigs, and makes me watch as they chew.
The ignorant server boy laughs with glee, when they fall to their knees
Clinging to me, begging of me
But I can not feel pity.
They should not have hurt the ignorant server boy.
My best friend, my toy.
His name they dared never to spit,
Just one simple phrase, and that was it.
But the boy they never knew, the one who so carefully served you
Has killed you.
Through me, my hands, my mind, my voice.
Maybe if they had another chance, they'd be more kind to the ignorant server boy.
Now how are we to enjoy our cake?
The ignorant server boy has evolved in the art of lust, with everyone he wishes to partake.
The ignorant server boy has thrown back all our fishes.
Now how are we to enjoy dinner?
The ignorant server boy's temper is getting thinner.
Now he'll wish he held on to those last wishes.
The ignorant server boy has a mind of his own.
But his clever thoughts are rarely ever shown.
The ignorant server boy has only one more swing, he's already had two misses.
The ignorant server boy is striking back.
The ignorant server boy is planning an attack.
The ignorant server boy has just been killed.
The ignorant server boy has been poisoned with pills.
But the ignorant server boy will get revenge.
Because the ignorant server boy, is in my heart, and i intend to avenge.
The ignorant server boy silently moves through me.
In there big house.
The ignorant server boy waits for thee
To fall asleep, silent as a mouse.
The ignorant server boy instructs me to crush small capsules.
The ignorant server boy guides me through the castle.
The ignorant server boy prepares me all night.
To satisfy his master's appetite,
when comes day light.
The ignorant server boy instructs the wicked powder to be poured into the tea.
The ignorant server boy uses me.
The ignorant server boy diligently instructs me to make their sloth food.
To feed his master, the pigs, and makes me watch as they chew.
The ignorant server boy laughs with glee, when they fall to their knees
Clinging to me, begging of me
But I can not feel pity.
They should not have hurt the ignorant server boy.
My best friend, my toy.
His name they dared never to spit,
Just one simple phrase, and that was it.
But the boy they never knew, the one who so carefully served you
Has killed you.
Through me, my hands, my mind, my voice.
Maybe if they had another chance, they'd be more kind to the ignorant server boy.
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