I did my time and I want out, so effusive
Fate/it doesn't cut/the soul is not so vibrant
The Reckoning, the Sickening
Packaking Subversion, Pseudo-Sacred Perversion
Go drill your deserts/Go dig you graves
Then fill your mouth with all the money you will save
Sinking in, Getting smaller again/I'M DONE
It has begun, I'm not the only one. . .
AND THE RAIN WILL KILL US ALL. . .
WE THROW OURSELVES AGAINST THE WALL
BUT NO ONE ELSE CAN SEE
THE PRESERVATION OF THE MARTYR OF ME
<psychosocial>
Oh, there are cracks in the road we laid, but where the temple fell, the secrets have gone mad
This is nothing new but would we kill it all, the hate was all we had
Who needs another mess? We could start over
Just look me in the eyes and say I'm wrong
Now there's only emptiness. . .venonimus, insipid
I think we're done, I'm not the only one. . .
AND THE RAIN WILL KILL US AL. . .
WE THROW OURSELVES AGAINST THE WALL
BUT NO ONE ELSE CAN SEE
THE PRESERVATION OF THE MARTYR OF ME
<psychosocial>
THE LIMITS OF THE DEAD
Fake Anti-Fascist Lie
I tried to tell you, but your purple hearts are giving out
Can't stop the killing idea, if it's hunting season
It this what you want?
I'm not the only one. . .
AND THE RAIN WILL KILL US ALL. . .
WE THROW OURSELVES AGAINST THE WALL
BUT NO ONE ELSE CAN SEE
THE PRESERVATION OF THE MARTYR OF ME
AND THE RAIN WILL KILL US ALL. . .
WE THROW OURSELVES AGAINST THE WALL
BUT NO ONE ELSE CAN SEE
THE PRESERVATION OF THE MARTYR OF ME
THE LIMITS OF THE DEAD
Fate/it doesn't cut/the soul is not so vibrant
The Reckoning, the Sickening
Packaking Subversion, Pseudo-Sacred Perversion
Go drill your deserts/Go dig you graves
Then fill your mouth with all the money you will save
Sinking in, Getting smaller again/I'M DONE
It has begun, I'm not the only one. . .
AND THE RAIN WILL KILL US ALL. . .
WE THROW OURSELVES AGAINST THE WALL
BUT NO ONE ELSE CAN SEE
THE PRESERVATION OF THE MARTYR OF ME
<psychosocial>
Oh, there are cracks in the road we laid, but where the temple fell, the secrets have gone mad
This is nothing new but would we kill it all, the hate was all we had
Who needs another mess? We could start over
Just look me in the eyes and say I'm wrong
Now there's only emptiness. . .venonimus, insipid
I think we're done, I'm not the only one. . .
AND THE RAIN WILL KILL US AL. . .
WE THROW OURSELVES AGAINST THE WALL
BUT NO ONE ELSE CAN SEE
THE PRESERVATION OF THE MARTYR OF ME
<psychosocial>
THE LIMITS OF THE DEAD
Fake Anti-Fascist Lie
I tried to tell you, but your purple hearts are giving out
Can't stop the killing idea, if it's hunting season
It this what you want?
I'm not the only one. . .
AND THE RAIN WILL KILL US ALL. . .
WE THROW OURSELVES AGAINST THE WALL
BUT NO ONE ELSE CAN SEE
THE PRESERVATION OF THE MARTYR OF ME
AND THE RAIN WILL KILL US ALL. . .
WE THROW OURSELVES AGAINST THE WALL
BUT NO ONE ELSE CAN SEE
THE PRESERVATION OF THE MARTYR OF ME
THE LIMITS OF THE DEAD