Quiet rest, with a rope around my neck I assure you that the time is coming near Fight them all, break the spirit and the bone All I care for is what's happening to me
Pushed away and rejected from first day Aever felt that I am like everyone else Architects of my intellect and flesh Always pressured me towards the common frame
So now, chuck it down your throat
See me stand Among the waves The slaying hand
Still I am The dream and fall A hateful grace
Growing darkness war within Emptiness Shadows alter my reflection Desolation marks my skin Loneliness Visions alter my perception
In isolation, I slowly drown Vague destination For words I shout
Victimized by my equals all my life Consequently rival of the obedient mass Parody, be submissive to act free Be what dividend is telling you to be
Mockery of the essence of our kind In the mirror you see nothing but a farce
Linger on, aiming far but ending close Bearing excess as an instinct not a choice
Desire, downfall Possessed by greed and numbers The more we want it all The worse we treat each other
Desire, downfall Possessed by greed and numbers The more we want it all The worse we treat each other
Growing darkness war within Emptiness Shadows alter my reflection Desolation marks my skin Loneliness Visions alter my perception
In isolation, I slowly drown Vague destination For words I shout
Compositores: Martin Lopez, Lars Enok Åhlund & Joel Ekelöf