Lyrics

Pathetic is the species being its own negation Big words locked in the holy books Flame in the eyes fixed on heaven And the stench of decaying bodies That have lived to see the answer Another word Spat out from under the mask No meaning, no goal Doomed Clotted human mass struggles Trying to rise and run away from themselves It's time this jest reached its end The church of the black hole will fulfill the sacrifice Doomed to cling to each other They laugh crying And lie sensing their weakness Clotted human mass struggles Trying to rise and run away from themselves It's time this jest reached its end The church of the black hole will fulfill the sacrifice Pathetic is the species being its own negation Big words locked in the holy books Flame in the eyes fixed on heaven And the stench of decaying bodies That have lived to see the answer Another word Spat out from under the mask No meaning, no goal Pathetic is the species being its own negation Big words locked in the holy books Flame in the eyes fixed on heaven And the stench of decaying bodies That have lived to see the answer
Writer(s): Waclaw Kieltyka, Wojciech Wasowicz, Witold Kieltyka Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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