[Death cover]
Sanctimonious Reproduce to repent Nurture the unloved And drag them out as spiritual...waste - waste - spiritual waste Move those pious hands Off that
Blunt/ on the cuttong/ edge! This is stylistic disaster Or so I'm told Won?t meet your estimations Do well to fold Can't keep up to the dummy run Am
Behind the transition Lies a sense of ambiguity Why hide behind the truth Of what you are? Your character becomes distorted In the quest for an identity
Born on your knees Life in chains A slow death Into your graves Born on your knees Born on your knees Life of pain Existence restricted By material
[Music: Embury, Lyrics: Embury] Divorced humanity Science strays Walk the path of servitude Grown unknown malignant code Misconceived the passion whole
Ten years Of all-sides sniping Fairness under fire Ten long years Rubbished objectives Two-pronged shower of bile Dirt/ is now scrubbed From our own
Eminent Arrogant Ignorant Affluent Desensitized Devoid and blind All compassion nullified Paragon of virtue (Paragon of shit)
What are your motives, For your abuse, What can they be? Accused of things I've never done, This seems strange. Your motivation, for my humiliation.
Reproach envelopes me. A hierarchy through violence-street society. I voice my contempt. Convinced of my immunity. Yet on a smaller scale, In my conflicted
Adapting to different surroundings, changing your views day by day, too critical of others when you too are at fault. Several sets of opinions like colours
Inbred expectations in a belt of social security, Free thought demolished, Generations, of stereotypes clash, Traditional values abolished. Outcries
What are your motives For your abuse What can they be? Accused of things I've never done This seems strange Your motivation, for my humiliation I'm
[Mitch Harris / Greenway] Excuses, excuses Fabrications, smokescreens Manacles - no recourse Fabrications, smokescreens Lower than the lowest Lower
Super-power - soup from bloated pyres. Ultra-pristine - break off a nation, take a bite. Covet me dearly, shaft me completely, cleanse me impure 'til
[Music: Harris, Lyrics: Harris] Feast your eyes on It reflects on Can't pertain to Can't belong to Vicious cycle Faultless conflict Self-preserving
Capitalism, racism, sexism The foundations of cock-rocking idealism Exploiting, sucking, manipulating The wisdom of a starry-eyed nation Making "idols
[Music: Harris, Pintado; lyrics: Embury] 25 years severed, Take it and like it, Feel like there's nothing more, And your story. [Chorus] Thirsty, despised