Greetings and Salutations by Frankenbok Lyrics

I visit I come in the form of friend
I'm sure tomorrow will blacken
In the past that I used to swim
Procrastinate on all you can...
This is the hard part bar the confusion
I genocide the parasites
This is the hurt that acquaintance brings
Not forgotten yet not preserved
Hell is the hello prone to a goodbye
This is not forgotten I bleed for feud again
I'm torn for nothing I need a cure for shit
Another proto-type of things we should've
Seen. The temptings of the opposite