Lyrics
You're fucked from the start
Pay your rest in total obliviousness
and mime this ancient game.
Impaired.
Another sycophant is born
Questions...
Changes...
Deceit evolved...
Nurtured...
Curse worshipped...
Hidden solace...
A protagonist in a story that wakes up every morning to repeat its life
It is a different kind of simple... ignorance...
This lavishing pride, that howling fatigue absorbs all logic
You cannot think
You cannot speak
You cannot.