I sleep through the day as it burns around me.
Oblivious to the faithless faults that guide me.
Lost is my name in the pages of glory.
It's just another fucked off day,
With premonitions of a life with no meaning.
Well welcome,
To the revelation story.
An open draft into the ranks of a fallen army.
No, no, no, no, no.
There's a price to pay for this conscience.
What did you think this was a free ride existence?
The final judgment will be made on your actions.
Never again will I have to choose between soul searching and ad lib lies.
From the start this stone cold heart has never known less the taste of love.
I seek the truth that binds what's human.
Every day is just the reaping of the end.
Nameless,
Remain faceless.
No more traces,
Falling from graces.
Drowning in the new flesh.
Follow the new path of a nuisance.
Another chance to sleep on through the day,
To sew the seed of ambivalence.
The time has come, the question still remains.
Indulging the gain, of the Indifference.
They're one and the same, a living injustice
Choosing between, a pain or a dismiss.
They're one and the same,
A Living injustice.
Keeping the trend all in tow,
The victim's the one last to know.
A precognitive rise against the restitute of one's defense,
Breeding incompetence, killing the one that you love.
Your curse is just one life to live.
The answer is your gift to give.
A precognitive rise against, the restitute of one's defense.
Breeding incompetence, killing the one that you love.

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