Mark of the Sphinx - Dead for the system

Stolen fate
All this waste
No more taste
No more voice
Sacrificed
Modelisied
Force my eyes to be closed
Innocense
Ignorance
Perfect chains
Perfect blind
Conditioned to let no traces
Born to loose
World of fools
Feel abused and devoured
War of class
Still the last
Consume fast and die slow
Disturbed sense
No substance
No faith and I'm
I'm inside this insane dance

Dig my own place into the graveyard
It's the price, to feed the pigs that spread crimes and terror
Erased face
Infected
Marked flesh for ever
Dead for the System
Tortured dreams
Useless needs
Tears of black soil
Slavery or the street, it's how they control
It's our fate
We are dead, no matter what you stand for
Eaten by this system of death

And I rot, in this hole
Where my seeds never grow
Look my face
This mess
Never lived
Ever old
My story is a joke that will stay untold
Forget in nothingness

Painful chest
Suffocate
Taste of blood in my mouth
I'm bleeding
My lungs are burning
Intern crash
Dislocation
It's over
Feel it's the end of my tales

Lying on a bed between white wall
Nothing in my head but the angst of my fall
All those tubes on my veins
Facing myself in the mirror
I see my own end!
I see my end

Intern chock
Poisoned veins
Destroyed brain
Itching scars
Killer state
Segragate
Dominate
Legal rape
Ionic Breath
Psychic chains
Consume pain
Public slain
We are insane slaves
Be the shark
Or the prey
It's the start of decay
Eating lies
Guns and wars
Dead so far
It's too late
For my hate
My reward for have been a good pawn
Is to fade away

Dig my own place into the graveyard
It's the price, to feed the pigs that spread crimes and terror
Erased face
Infected
Marked flesh for ever
Dead for the System
Tortured dreams
Useless needs
Tears of black soil
Slavery or the street, it's how they control
It's our fate
We are dead, no matter what you stand for
Eaten by this system of death

Written by:
Jerome Crosse

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