Full of warnings, full of signs
Couldn’t see right through, even though it lay in front of my eyes
Cut me lose, I need to find my inner peace
After starring blank, for twentysomething years
And all you ever knew
You thought your past and future was in your hands
Now through the haze we’re walking
How can you undo what has been passed down to you?
Debunking myths of the stories that kept us calm for years
Bruise the lips that lie
Blind the judging eyes
Still we will never be free
There are never any simply remedies
Withstand the dwelling on outdated memories
Now through the haze we’re walking
How can you undo what has been passed down to you?
Debunking myths of the stories that kept us calm for years
Bruise the lips that lie
Blind the judging eyes
Still we will never be free
How can you undo
What has been passed down
To you
Don’t believe anyone, anything, anyone
You make your choices like everyone else
In your best interest
Forge out plans and pave your path
At any sacrifice
Amazement and disgust line up side by side
When I think of you and how you handle your life
Behind fake smiles and meaningless words we die young at heart
Wish for lightning to strike that tree
And thunder setting the branches free
Wish for rain to wash the debris away
But when you open your eyes it’s all still the same
You made your bed now lie in it
With demons to lean on
Covering tracks as good as you can
Wait for the payback to kick in
Reality is what you decide it to be
Self‐awareness is not the only thing you might need
Behind fake smiles and meaningless words we die young at heart
Wish for lightning to strike that tree
And thunder setting the branches free
Wish for rain to wash the debris away
.. It’s all still the same
Behind fake smiles and meaningless words we die young at heart
And all the years that you tried
They mean nothing for anyone but you
Let me hear the song of the chainsaw again
There is no need to breath anymore
The abundance is dripping out of me
And I’m still hungry for more
In a world that’s eaten alive
We are the bystanders, vultures, the partners in crime
Rip us apart to find these infections
I hope the loot we piled up is going to crush us
Let me hear another squeal again
I need a proof that we are still kings in this food chain
The greed is pouring out of me
Relentlessly taking everything in reach
In a world that’s eaten alive
We are the bystanders, vultures, the partners in crime
Rip us apart to find these infections
I hope the loot we piled up is going to crush us
I hope that nature eradicates its flaw
Sends a meteor, a flood, any other natural force
It’s been proven we can'’t cope with another
I shed no tear when we're washed away
From this gutter
about
recorded in our rehearsal room in March 2015
credits
released March 28, 2015
Recording and Mixing by Jonathan Groth - Cover Drawing by Mirja Fenris
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