Connor Quest! - The Five Acts

★ Verse 1 ★
The antithesis of every synonym there is for "hero"
A codex of phobias holding everything you fear most
Gangs of weirdoes that leer close at my disposal
I am boastful, I am noble, I am omnipotent
Leviathan, with iron lungs compressing, squashing rodents
The giant comes, knives and guns can not stop this motion

★ Pre-Chorus ★
This is for your own good
I will fill every missing piece
I'll take it all and all

★ Chorus ★
I'm greedy, gluttonous, I'm guzzling, gigantes grow
Their souls are suffering, the sand inside the glass slides slow
Their moans are muffled, muzzle mutts, I'm on my Manson mode
Bursting a bastard bubble, burying his bashed in bonеs
Graveyards full stuff him in the closet
So many skеletons, could turn it into catacombs
Play the part, I designed like a puppet
Pull every string from in the shadows, I'm the master
Oh, you don't want a taste of all this
Power devour erased from this
Existence, good riddance
The distance between us is far too great

★ Verse 2 ★
If I too great for them
The darkest day for them
Was victory that lifted me to infamy
And paint me in history
This little league, kids I teach how to run the bases
Puzzled faces dumb and vacant
Wonder how their world collapsed, they never heard the thunder rumble shaking
Having faith was the first and last mistake you making
Heroes, they can not protect ya
Walking in spanx like amateur wrestler
Jacket got straps like Hannibal Lecter
Man a collector, stored like a tanker flammable pressure
Haunt your past like a phantom and spectres
Torn your mask and damage your centre
Talk to the masses stand at that lectern
Dogma that I chat ravages, fester
Alter the minds and parables set that
More than imply he's infallible, test ya
Goring in size, can you handle that press
When I go extra, extra

★ Pre-Chorus ★
This is for your own good
I will fill every missing piece
I'll take it all and all

★ Chorus ★
I'm greedy, gluttonous, I'm guzzling, gigantes grow
Their souls are suffering, the sand inside the glass slides slow
Their moans are muffled, muzzle mutts, I'm on my Manson mode
Bursting a bastard bubble, burying his bashed in bones
Graveyards full stuff him in the closet
So many skeletons, could turn it into catacombs
Play the part, I designed like a puppet
Pull every string from in the shadows, I'm the master
Oh, you don't want a taste of all this
Power devour erased from this
Existence, good riddance
The distance between us is far too great