Texty

Postironic we lugh dream in sonic Diamond overload Drenched in fear by struck of lightning Cause we're only listening with one ear now This organism rips us apart, it feasts on us Song of the damned, never ends, so don't pretend We are condemned where we stand, where we stand This machine creates What in some people's mouth is called art Too hard to comprehend Too hard but will not bend, we will not bend So why are we trusting those cynical souls Bleeding, aching, bleeding, aching-bleeding With hearts open wide all so cold Live for the moment get killed for the thrill Bleeding, aching, bleeding, aching bleeding for nothing For we've seen it all Fast and furious we're riding with serpent speed Through the essence, through the greed Forcing ourselves to overcome this mystery This restless degradation Temptation and our endless lust Will bring us down - will bring us deeper down! So why are we trusting those cynical souls Bleeding, aching, bleeding, aching-bleeding with hearts Open wide all so cold Live for the moment get killed for the thrill Bleeding, aching, bleeding, aching bleeding for nothing For we've seen it all Postironic we laugh dream in sonic Diamond overload Drenched in fear by struck of lightning Cause we're only listening with one ear now This organism rips us apart, it feasts on us Song of the damned, never ends, so don't pretend We are condemned where we stand, where we stand Song of the damned, never ends, so don't pretend We are condemned where we stand, where we stand Song of the damned, never ends, so don't pretend We are condemned where we stand, where we stand
Writer(s): Peter Leo Rickard Wichers, Bjoern Strid, Sven Morten Ragnar Karlsson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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