The Human Computers - Abyss

You say I got a grain of dust stuck in my eye
You think I'm gonna kneel down, lower my pride
But with your measure it will be measured to you
Well I never do anything twice
The two feet of mine still must suffice
But i've got to better?
So this feeling will never stop
There's a limit for all of us
I caught a fever that i'll never lose again
You lower the limits here for us all
But it's your own rules you don't recall
It's the feathers coming out of your skin
There never was a problem, never was a fate
You only need a scapegoat and a tax must be paid
It's the killers coming out for you
Nail yourself to a silver cross
Last picture of a flowering wheat
The proof of insatiable greed
I am innocent my hands moved unwillingly
It's just your severed head on a pole arousing me
And the abyss of mind that's calling home
Call it fiction, a counterfeit
You love yourself so you preach love
You know nothing but you said enough
So this feeling will never stop
There's a limit for all of us
I caught a fever that i'll never lose again

Written by:
JAkob Hagen

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