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Murder Symphony vom Debutalbum "Veiled By Eyesight" von Sightless View
Murder Symphony
I`m looking through every singel lie, you`re living by
And the costumes, you wear
And I will haunt you every single night, beyond the light
With thousend eyes, I stare
You can jail your mind in ignorance and psychic fence
Or drown in alcohol
But you can`t drink enaugh to numb the sense the conequence:
I occupy your soul
The law is your level of morality
The sanctum you defend
It is the way you control your mercy
`till it`s your only friend
Your closet is the graveyard for the failed and feckless
You keep it hardly close
To hide the human trash, that you selected
Guess, that’s how the business goes
And you are still marching on their site
Army of killers’ spreading fear and fright
Their dangerous weapon is a tired brain
With every brainless deed, you join the game:
MURDER
...
MURDER
When you sign the pact
MURDER
To ignore the fact
MURDER
While the poor ones starve
MURDER
Glorious army, march!
There`s not much blood, sticking to your fingers
Just followed a command
And always found a fool to be your sinner
Like you`ve been fooled by rant
Dehumanised insane atrocity
Sane planed by human minds
With blood you write your bureaucracy
While ink runs through your vains
MURDER
...
MURDER
When the camp does fill
MURDER
When the gas brings chill
MURDER
In todays own ways
MURDER
So civillized ways
Unlearned to love - Remains indifference
Perfected shape of hate
Like a machine - Mental incompetence
You gamble with their fade
MURDER
...
MURDER
If big fish or not
MURDER
`though you may praise god
MURDER
There`s no difference
MURDER
At the border-fence
I`m looking through every singel lie, you`re living by
And the costumes, you wear
And I will haunt you every single night, beyond the light
With thousend eyes, I stare
You can jail your mind in ignorance and psychic fence
Or drown in alcohol
But you can`t drink enaugh to numb the sense the conequence:
I occupy your soul
The law is your level of morality
The sanctum you defend
It is the way you control your mercy
`till it`s your only friend
Your closet is the graveyard for the failed and feckless
You keep it hardly close
To hide the human trash, that you selected
Guess, that’s how the business goes
And you are still marching on their site
Army of killers’ spreading fear and fright
Their dangerous weapon is a tired brain
With every brainless deed, you join the game:
MURDER
...
MURDER
When you sign the pact
MURDER
To ignore the fact
MURDER
While the poor ones starve
MURDER
Glorious army, march!
There`s not much blood, sticking to your fingers
Just followed a command
And always found a fool to be your sinner
Like you`ve been fooled by rant
Dehumanised insane atrocity
Sane planed by human minds
With blood you write your bureaucracy
While ink runs through your vains
MURDER
...
MURDER
When the camp does fill
MURDER
When the gas brings chill
MURDER
In todays own ways
MURDER
So civillized ways
Unlearned to love - Remains indifference
Perfected shape of hate
Like a machine - Mental incompetence
You gamble with their fade
MURDER
...
MURDER
If big fish or not
MURDER
`though you may praise god
MURDER
There`s no difference
MURDER
At the border-fence
