23.11.1990
4
Rock
Tekst piosenki
[Verse 1]
Let's gather 'round the carcass of the old deflated beast
We have seen it through the accolades and rested in its lea
Syntactic is our elegance, incisive our disease
The swath endogenous of ourselves will be our quandary
[Verse 2]
We've nestled in its hollow and we've suckled at its breast
Grandiloquent in attitude, impassioned yet inept, frivolous
Gavel our design, ludicrous our threat, excursive expeditions leave us
Holding less and less, so what does it mean? when we tell ourselves
It's only for a while we have been deceived and it's only for a moment
That the treasures of our day make life easier to complicate
The treasure thrown away
[Verse 3]
I'm so tired of all the fucked up minds of all
The terrorist religions and their bullshit lines
Of all the hand-me-downs from all industrial crimes
And the weeping mothers and those who are led some blind
From the plastic protests and the hands of time
And the pursuit of mirth and all hating kind
Tłumaczenie
Brak
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