Bloody Mummers - Cauldron of the Insufferable
Burn out your eyesBlind yourself to the architecture
Of the marionettes
Tastemakers' pawns, passionless monsters
Passing on their rot like vicious lepers
I thought this was the fringe
Free from the infection
Free from the corruption
Their social norms are deathly mundane
I thought this was the freedom of our hearts
Black-hearted vultures, frothing at the mouth
Devour our fruits of labor, mere sustenance
Deafen your ears to the hollow cries of
Bitter wraiths who haunt these halls
Soul-crushing leeches
Draining every ounce
Till there's nothing left
Written by:
Bilal Dottery, Bryan Funck, Chris Stein, Craig Mulcahy, Jasper den Hartigh
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