Duel of the Jester and the Tyrant ((Pt. 1 & Pt. 2) [Instrumental])

He sits in your room, his tomb with a fist full of tacks

Preoccupied with his vengeance

Cursing the dead that can't answer him back

You know that he has no intentions

Of looking your way unless it's to say

That he needs you to test his inventions

Babe, come, crawl out your window

Use your hands and your legs, it won't ruin you

How can you say he will haunt you?

You can go back to him anytime you want to

He looks so truthful, is this how he feels?

When I try to peel the moon and expose it

With his businesslike anger and his bloodhounds that kneel

Yeah, if he needs a third eye he just grows it

He just needs you to talk or to hand him his chalk

Or pick it up after he throws it

Babe, please crawl out your window

Use your hands and your legs, it won't ruin you

Now how you gonna say that he will haunt you?

When you could go back to him anytime you want to

He look so righteous while your face is so changed

As you sit on the box that you keep him on

While his genocide fools and his friends rearrange

Religion of the little ten women

That backs up their views and their face is so bruised

Come on out, the dark is just beginning

Babe, please come out your window

Use your hands and your legs, it won't ruin you

How can you say that he will haunt you?

When you can go back to him anytime you want to

You got a lot of nerve to say you are my friend

If you won't come out your window

You got a lot of nerve to say you are my friend

If you won't come out your window

You got a lot of nerve to say you are my friend

If you won't come out your window

Yeah, a lot of nerve to say you are my friend

If you won't come out your window

Come on, please come out your window

You got a lot of nerve

Yeah, you got a lot of nerve to say you are my friend

If you won't come out your window

Come on, please come out your window

Oh, please come out your window