Suffer Well, Suffer the Change

Suffer Well, Suffer the Chance

Suffer well, suffer the change
Served pills crave for extraordinary romance
Necronomicon of bad news

Who, where, or what is the tongue with best roots?
Is it all about deserved cruise?
Is it all about cosmic blues?

Ready and read all your holy books
There angels with no match peel the relevant excuse
There hearts suffer well, suffer the change

It’s truly strange how weak-minded thought
Is serpent’s tool of glorified revenge
You cannot change what is already one

with other people’s acrobatic outrage

It is written in a moment, another bleak insight
Into parade, paradise of soulless stock exchange

So… suffer well, suffer the change
Served pills crave for instant romance
It’s so, so strange… strange

Suffer well, suffer the change
Served pills crave for colorless romance
And every soul has to dance
Every soul has to dance
Dance…

This is cherubim’s cash handed,

served in advance
So suffer well and dance
Choose your grieving stance

Suffer Well, Suffer the Chance