Chain Smoking

Album cover art for "Chain Smoking" by Coalesce

Coalesce - Rock, Mathcore

Chain Smoking

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Duration: 3:42

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Fairy tales of fire More trials of strength And tribulations That mean life or death For us all here You are boring me Solutions, not emotion Emotion, not declarations I'm repeating nothing I'm caring not Save the tired cliches For the already converted Poetic licenses have been Severely strained Kill that albatross For it's not of truth, it speaks of Eternal life without sacrifice Kill that fucker, there's no wrath to follow It's godless and it's incoherent And it is still in the flesh I cannot see it, one commitment Linking revolving worlds And that's all you are, a politician Too much grey, stop it, there's too much No cut and dry truth to be had Black and white's long been non-existent So I part my way Kill that fucker, there's no wrath to follow It's godless, it's incoherent, and it's in the flesh Kill it, so what is... So what is the point anyway? You do not give a fuck about people And god takes care of his own Let's drag them into the streets, death to all Carnivores and vivisectors And don't stop there, don't stop With names like "fag" and "nigga" By your own word, we are all gods And everyone, anyone might think undesirable Deserves death, sin doesn't exist Anymore, we are merely animals Kill the albatross For it's not of truth, it speaks of Eternal life without sacrifice Kill that fucker, there's no wrath to follow It's godless and it's incoherent And it is still in the flesh I cannot see it, one commitment Linking revolving worlds So I part my way She'll shake herself free of us soon Enough, and nothing will have mattered He's coming a second time One last time, then it's just a matter Of how long it will be Before we are considered a find Another artifact in the dips and Rises of civilization But still it has turned into A commodity and I listened to you Every last one and still I ate it all I believed it all, now I just hate it all I've never been so conceited to think That our fate doesn't lie in God So ask me again if I care I am not for sale But I'm still Coming after you and I am collecting

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Credits

Writers
  • Sean Ingram
  • Jes Steineger
  • Stacy Hilt
  • James Dewees