A lifetime of decay, a smile I know too well. Mirrors distort the view, holographs of me and you. We're spitting shattered glass, digital and build to last. The pictures in our hands, just (a) means to an end. We feed the treacherous machine, begging for devotion. Our comfort lies in extinction, detached from our earthly wombs. Claiming the void as a sanctuary. Forever in decline, corrosion of the mind. Crawling through bits and bytes, in envy and apathy. Cold lies the scenery, untainted and lifeless. In our chains, we decay. Betrayed by vanity, we breathe denial.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
