Found a bullet name scratched in Walking bag of meat fake opinion Switched on market hype Over-run with parasites Terrified to be boxed Fixated on the fear of emptiness Dead cynic no remains Splatter the walls with unremarkable grey
Carcass does what it's been told (Horror. Burn. Brought. Sold.) Never questions what it's seen
This is what you need Addiction, overpowers greed This thirst is a must Drugged up on hyperlust
Dead suspended robot dream Just fodder for the machines Concrete poured into your gut Vermin slave open shut Push paper in the dark Fail-safe system for the caste Last words before you die "What the fuck did you do with you life"
Shit kicker obeys every word (Cheat. Murder. Steal. Decay.) Discovered by some guy with a spade
She worked tirelessly, maybe to appease her mother Thinking it would atone for all her personal failings Slave away until you're free Hide your shattered soul from others in this almighty first world prisonTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
