Bleak Ol 'Tyrant Lyrics

See them raging, are they changing?
Caterpillars are crawling ‘round
They are crawling round, see them crawling ‘round

Present at your hour of death
Caterpillars took your breath
Unseen at the scene of the crime
Butterflies won’t do no time
No they won’t do no time
Shapeshifters got no need for an alibi, no alibi!

Metamorphosis, transmutation
Butterflies are flying out
They are flying out, see them flying out

Captured alive
Wings are spread, but not to fly
My collection is taking form
It’s taking form beyond any given norm
Captivated, asphyxiated
Put on a stake, then dehydrated

Shape shift, a rebirth?
Forgiven are your former sins
In a collection so absurd
Now you are displayed on metal pins

Displayed, impaled
All the eyes of the world turn in one direction
Towards the display of pure (im)perfection
You could not carry your scheme any further
Little worms like you just don’t get away with murder