Ingratiate, set your sight upon the flood Of mass production and corruption The traitor lives, the honest man, put to death Buried under labored breath
Oh, what a sight to behold Crafting a throne of your own Pillage the spawning land into exhaustion Regurgitate what you're told Sarcoma overexposed You spread, you rot, you leech The script's corrupt
Given an inch you would harvest a mile Blazing is the beacon of munition silos Damn the eyes and open wide Over the teeth and through the gums Confess that you are no one, nothing
Prophet claims, human counterfeit Oh, what a sight to watch a man become invertebrate Covered in sores, a crown of shit Lord knows you've done your share of pissing in the wishing well
Head underwater, refuse to drown? Your final hour yet you proudly wear your crown Never a martyr, no holy vows Barrel to mouth, you will finally bow down
Given an inch you would harvest a mile Blazing is the beacon of munition silos Damn the eyes and open wide Over the teeth and through the gums Confess that you are no one, nothing
Sentenced to burn
Damn the eyes and open wide Over the teeth and through the gums Confess that you are no one, nothing Of use to no one Of use to no one Of use to nothing.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
