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Electric FleshI crystallized my soul Stored my entrails in glass jars Transparent reflecting surface Paints me a simple portrait Evenly divided, categorized And thus, I have become matterElectric Flesh
How far I've come from the start Is that the only way to measure me? I am the the frequency of light And the ripples in the air I breath The air I contaminate with my stench And the grease that sticks from my fingers To the handles of the doors I close
Now I've lost myself The only picture I know The canvas I am repainted on Day after day
Soulshards a
by ~Carnatium
Crown of HornsChildren! Listen to the elders speak! You're worthless, you're nothing And you will never be anything without us Do your work! Become men and women! There is no place for dreamers in this world!Crown of Horns
Obedience! You're only gears of the machine! Reverence! We have to put in the grease! Discipline! Don't question what you know nothing about! Submission! You owe the world your lives!
Life well lead is a sacrifice The benevolent never wear a crown Do well what you do But not for yourself
Spending your lives paying the sin of being born Forever aski
by ~Carnatium
We leftThe ground shakes And the sky burns But there's no one watching No one to tell a tale No one to bare witness To this apocalyptic sight This place has died Centuries ago No signs of life to be found Eroding mountains Surrounded by endless desert The oceans have vaporizedWe left
The wind wakes It's final desert storms On these forgotten lands National borders Blown in the air There's nothing to fight for anymore
Where has the man gone With his purposeful world Now where's that god of yours Now where's that happy e
by ~Carnatium
Fertile SoilDrifting with the flow You hold on to anything you can reach All which is given is accepted and taken No questions asked, you keep on movingFertile Soil
Eating out from the worlds palm The palm we couldn't feed ourselves from This world has no love for those Who are seeking a road of their own
CHORUS: You are what they really need Molded to fit in the big picture Like the water to a seed You will perish for their flowers to bloom
You worship their statues You love their faces You'd eat their shit If they put it in a nice package Why
by ~Carnatium
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