Choke. End of an era. New age of desperation This fool, this victim of his own device Let open the gates of all the teeming demons yearning to be
Impenetrable void covered with lies Chaotic burning inside It will rise Trauma sustained grows into contagion Perniciously, it?s invading Pale
never had a soul From this point on, to watch you die will be my goal Counting the earnings stolen from the weak and broken The dissonance of manufactured
Humiliation sold by the pound To shrewd narcotic kingpins and dealers of promised happiness All brought to you by the architects Of cathode ray reality
