Easy
Karl Learmont
Every Prince needs to keep his hands pretty
Angel of death must be beautiful and deadly
And that's me, parting the clouds with a single word
My touch, smile, stealth lays you down to rest in the dirt
It's so easy
To kill the machinery
All your friends, scheme, plot, conspire, want you dead
Tonight's our night, you'll be my source of entertainment
May your cup overflow with cyanide
Everyone is someone else's free ride
It's so easy
To kill the machinery
Your beautiful spiral comes 'round again
In early hours I end the game
I'll breathe you in, once your flesh adds to the smog
Too master fear, you gotta practice in Hell or worse
It's so easy
To kill the machinery
Fear keeps you ordinary