A sacred cash cow with sickly tits Dripping temptation for hypocrites Tone deftly beaten, the prosperous Endlessly stating the obvious Caught in your
You want to blame me for the way you hate yourself You think you can find who you are in someone else Criticize who already found their positioning You
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Wrought of blind innocence like children playing with dolls Considering not technology of convenience would forever rule our lives The machine is dark
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Chopping lines in international sand Feeding blood junky habits of the elephant man Quenching his thirst with black water rising Executive outcomes on
Blood of all you had to lose I can feel your fear and weakness I see my own in the mirrors of your eyes Caught into a corner, hopeless Near death ahead
Sermon sung me slow to sleep Faster if I had a choice With every breath another death Still so in love with your own voice Idle threats to hide regrets
Then you wake Heart kept in the body bag, pathetic Picture framed obituary faded in the attic A shadow of someone you used to be You've seen so many
Humanity's a failed experiment Walking the path to extinction Spinning its wheels endlessly Grease them with oil when you ring it out Humanity's a failed
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Broken, broken in will Your past is leaving, disappearing misery saves Choking, pain is a thrill, rage is instilled Compassion's a cage Forgiving the
Everything you've ever begged me to be Could never have meant any less to me Everything you've ever asked me to say Is so far away from the truth So far
You may tremble before hell's gates You may watch as the heavens fall And you may shake the hands of fate You may heed the siren's call And you may reach
[Oriana: Sass Jordan] [Syrius: Marko Hietala] [Sorvahr: Thomas Rettke] [Chorus] [Oriana & Aina Choir:] Today we ride! Today all wrath abides! We ride
Oh Tear at the voice inside [Incomprehensible] a deeper tomb And all the self can finally Resonate, resonate, resonate, resonate Tread on the path of
Who's the artsy anarchist? Who's the magic masochist? Who's that piggish postulator? Who's that anal agitator? Who is who? Who is who? Who the hell are