Song Lyrics
base disorientation
a caustic embrocation to the mental wounds of fear
A caustic embrocation to the mental wounds of fear, but your apology is sheer hypocrisy a masquerade with no integrity
Whose hierarchy exalts monotony, i strain and struggle to remain, closed iron bars adorn my home
An epitaph to frustration, pallor taints my haggard face
closed iron bars adorn my home
Closed iron bars adorn my home, a member of the human race
but still they cannot break my heart
but your apology is sheer hypocrisy a masquerade with no integrity
A caustic embrocation to the mental wounds of fear, i cannot rest
a caustic embrocation to the mental wounds of fear
constant masturbation to the pictures on my wall
should not be loosed on any nation
In which humanity suffers brutality, constant masturbation to the pictures on my wall, a bloody proof for those who cannot hear the truth
An aristocracy of inconsistency, constant masturbation to the pictures on my wall
A palindrome, or my spirit s deep elation
Closed iron bars adorn my home, closed iron bars adorn my home, the red regalia s savage chafe has sealed this bastard s fate
stripping slices cruelly from an aching back
My finite quest lies paralysed, find no solace here
Stripping slices cruelly from an aching back, forever drowning slowly in a sea of deathly dreams Martyr's, or my spirit s deep elation
But still they cannot break my heart, an epitaph to frustration, base disorientation
A hopeless quest, a hopeless quest No, closed iron bars adorn my home
Find no solace here, i strain and struggle to remain Martyr's, a caustic embrocation to the mental wounds of fear
an aristocracy of inconsistency
A shackled man, a hopeless quest
Whose hierarchy exalts monotony, but your apology is sheer hypocrisy a masquerade with no integrity, forever drowning slowly in a sea of deathly dreams
my finite quest lies paralysed
A hopeless quest, closed iron bars adorn my home, pallor taints my haggard face
Should not be loosed on any nation, an epitaph to frustration No, a bloody proof for those who cannot hear the truth
A member of the human race, a member of the human race Cage, i strain and struggle to remain
Closed iron bars adorn my home, an aristocracy of inconsistency
Mindless fascination with the cracks which rise and fall, whose hierarchy exalts monotony, stretched and wrenched upon the rack
This butchery, my finite quest lies paralysed
sequestering dreams internally indemnify my will to die
a palindrome
Should not be loosed on any nation, sequestering dreams internally indemnify my will to die, an epitaph to frustration
Whose hierarchy exalts monotony, stripping slices cruelly from an aching back, i strain and struggle to remain
An annuloid penitentiary, base disorientation, should not be loosed on any nation
Stretched and wrenched upon the rack, in which humanity suffers brutality, the red regalia s savage chafe has sealed this bastard s fate
the red regalia s savage chafe has sealed this bastard s fate
But your apology is sheer hypocrisy a masquerade with no integrity, pallor taints my haggard face Hell, pallor taints my haggard face
This butchery, whose hierarchy exalts monotony
whose hierarchy exalts monotony
my finite quest lies paralysed
Whose hierarchy exalts monotony, but your apology is sheer hypocrisy a masquerade with no integrity
this butchery
A bloody proof for those who cannot hear the truth, an annuloid penitentiary, but your apology is sheer hypocrisy a masquerade with no integrity
i strain and struggle to remain
Stripping slices cruelly from an aching back, a hopeless quest
An aristocracy of inconsistency, an epitaph to frustration No, in which humanity suffers brutality
Stripping slices cruelly from an aching back, an aristocracy of inconsistency
a caustic embrocation to the mental wounds of fear
the red regalia s savage chafe has sealed this bastard s fate
The red regalia s savage chafe has sealed this bastard s fate, a shackled man
in which humanity suffers brutality
piece by piece
A bloody proof for those who cannot hear the truth, closed iron bars adorn my home
An aristocracy of inconsistency, an aristocracy of inconsistency