Sounds of Broken Souls - Void

Biases of my reason melt down
with your mindless being and steadiness pieces
merge with my inner worthless rage

Carefully ill-forged manikins
not able to reach their own aims
Empty skins in old dry lands
But they force us to look and act
Empty dolls carefully arranged
Sick lost brains repeat wind sounds

"To serve is not our desire,
but we'd better endure
what they cede us till we lose our whole life"

Completing the song with a handful of gold,
offering us a simple life without overcoming or showdowns

Better engender, lock yourself, don't evaluate
And your little circle, subdue them,
so you can never look out and scream
Carefully ill-forged manikins
not able to reach their own aims
not able to reach their own aims
Sick lost brains repeat wind sounds

"To serve is not our desire,
but we'd better endure
what they cede us till we lose our whole life"

There was a moment when you could stop
but your emotional intransigence always penetrates more and more...
you leave me static with your vanity. Yes, your vanity!
You turn my rigour into the ailment of the past...

Written by:
Colton Sanchez

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