The Illuminator - Attrition

Time to time, and slip my mind

And never trust your fate will lay unrecognized

Heart to heart, and have cigar

And pray your revolution isn’t satisfied

I am the illuminator

Arm in arm, with karma man

And never trust to entertain a genocide

Ash to ash, and acid baths

Pretending we were really kind of civilized

I am the illuminator

Have a nice time…