Exist in a world crippled by toys
Red X isn't offline, its the mode of anger
Self created you can't any longer deny
Fingers hesitate to type www to view images of ill content
Or feed the sociality like crack addiction online
While you sleep cleanse yourself
The medicated high from your veins
The drool from your mouth
The sleep from your eyes
As the howitzers blast to deconstruct your mind
Preparing all you are for the incoming onslaught
The demon will stop time for you no more hands turning
He focuses words to keep you from the total break down
The only chance to see and rebuild your own life
Sickened by symptoms of mental torment
Suffering in desires for water we pipe dream away
Saddened by jesters dancing in clean air in my head
Struck from post melodic civilization's equality hate
Crops harvested for waste cry out in shame
The past is a resolution to forget for a civilized world
Lets drink our minds into dependance on the machine
For our comfort and high overdose pastures are green
No clean water left to cleanse our pasts away
Hope from a few can't save those who remain unaware
The conscious blind the God She can't make whole again
Rip out your insides to find mechanical parts
Soon you'll be after youself no concept left of compasion
This time you'll wipe yourself from the face of the earth
Sickened by symptoms of mental torment
Suffering in desires for water we pipe dream away
Saddened by jesters dancing in clean air in my head
Struck from post melodic civilization's equality hate
While you sleep cleanse yourself
The medicated high from your veins
The drool from your mouth
The sleep from your eyes
As the howitzers blast to deconstruct your mind
Preparing all you are for the incoming onslaught
The demon will stop time for you no more hands turning
He focuses words to keep you from the total break down
The only chance to see and rebuild your own life
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
Sickened by Symptoms
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