Testo: The Damage Manual. Age Of Urges.

Can't move the age of urges
Indecent power surges
I can lose my sight, it ain't worth seeing you
Reversed in light, you seem to split in two

Beneath the age warped, innocent and left intact
The urge of age turn, reconcile, take it back
My eyes are cursed and darting
And the shots ring out the same

Ring the bell if you're hungry
You've started fighting for less
Fill a hole with your money
It's all second best

Break through the force of nature
Drape blinds on all your answers
You'll never fall unless we tell you to
Against the wall you seem to split in two

The word is out bad liars case an unlit mind
Too loud to shout when you drown aloud in turpentine
Force fed, your insults ended
And the words repeat the same