It's sickening how we gasp to find Serenity in repetition As the truth stares right into our eyes And our slumbering malediction This world that we helped shape Shall inevitably end tonight And tomorrow the world is a different place Castrated in plain sight!
Do we reek of such putrid decay? Our self-preserved extinction? Do we seek the rush then contemplate This horrifying perpetration..
I'll mourn no more our slaughtered souls Therefore we fall for our shameful goals Set free the burning feet from marching forth Epitome, the enemy's our guiding force
Only one plain reason why we're all ensconced in fear Because all the words of the lucent minds have fallen on deaf ears The preachers of the sinners and saints imposed this noxious shroud Deadly strikes from every side manifest their evil vows
I'll mourn no more our slaughtered souls Therefore we fall for our shameful goals
Is there a real solution? Is there a place to go? A nominal restitution or Only this hell we know!
Do we feel the need to soar and roam? Incentivized to read between the lines Or are we so enslaved to modern Rome? Sorely tantalized, destination: demise
It's sickening how we compromise For the sake of false tranquility While tomorrow the world is a corpse on ice A symbol of mass futility
True, we reek of such putrid decay Our self-preserved extinction And we seek the rush then contemplate This horrifying perpetration...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
