The parasites dealing this guilt with their lies,
I dream of the day when the last of those leeches will die, WILL DIE!
Worthless words from a worthless mouth, but the noise you make heard over the truth.
I'm not listening so quit your endless bitchin'.
Let Me Be!
False preacher, a mail-order Jesus got the answers I don't fucking want.
You're not a master, I'm not a puppet.
Go stare at a barrel of a gun!
1 | Disconnected |
2 | Rewind |
3 | Left To Disintegrate |
4 | Painbox |
5 | Adrenaline |
6 | Learning To Die |
7 | Base |
8 | God in a Bottle |
9 | Information |
10 | In The Middle I Breathe |