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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Thomas Jansson
Thomas Jansson
Bass Guitar
Marcus Bo Losbjer
Marcus Bo Losbjer
Drums
Per Henriksson
Per Henriksson
Keyboards
Stefan Alf Zell
Stefan Alf Zell
Lead Vocals
Mikael Bo Zelll
Mikael Bo Zelll
Guitar
Jonas Burvall
Jonas Burvall
Lead Vocals
Wolverine
Wolverine
Performer
Oliver Philipps
Oliver Philipps
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Marcus Bo Losbjer
Marcus Bo Losbjer
Lyrics
Per Henriksson
Per Henriksson
Composer
Stefan Alf Zell
Stefan Alf Zell
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Wolverine
Wolverine
Producer

Lyrics

Sadly aware I'm part of what I concider nothing Suffocating us while we pretend we're blind Before tired eyes, those who cling to nothing We embrace the echoes of our hollow souls Values of life have changed currency somehow Pockets lined with greed and shallow smiles of need Somewhere we lost sight of who we are Now more is more, less is nothing All we need is 'need', a glass full of 'me' As we toast to madness we find fulfillment in All this wealth is deafening, deafening our minds As we all stray further into the great nothing (Here's to health, here's to wealth) Corroded, corrupted I sell my soul again (Here's to health, here's to wealth) Infected, dissected I sell myself and die Trapped in my addiction, outside looking in The sound of silence, colours fade to grey My remorse is not enough, I have gone too far I've reached the end of my winding road Now that I've bared my weakness to you I beg of you to hear me; never follow me See how my fragile shell is breaking I beg of you to see me, see the great King Nothing (Here's to health, here's to wealth) Corroded, corrupted I sell my soul again (Here's to health, here's to wealth) Infected, dissected I sell myself and die (Here's to health, here's to wealth) Corroded, corrupted I sell my soul again (Here's to health, here's to wealth) Infected, dissected I sell myself and die
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