The future of 1ooo eyes, So as to devour those who Slumber and hide...
.... in excuses, excuses, excuses And wishful thinking Carrying themselves to death their burden- (i see) pursuers of inanity Insensible to their own cecity Satisfaction through feeding egos And pretending concern
Re modified identities They're straying in conformity
The fear of the fallen
The furious savage primness Overcomes (the) narcosis (a) violent passionate surrogate Of confusion
Just a gentle transfusion Injecting oppressed hearts with Lucency
Half awake half sedated You dig into the debris of consume Blinded by their crystal dreams which They finally inhume
Re modified identities They're straying in conformity
The fear of the fallen The furious savage primness Overcomes (the) narcosis (a) violent passionate surrogate Of confusion
Just a gentle transfusion Injecting oppressed hearts with Lucency
I am confusion I am temptation I am the virus Of disillusion I'll cut myself free!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
