Lyrics

Mediated performer - Foul environment endorsing disorder An advertisement plugged in and out Audience direction for the reinforcement of doubt Best explored through a lens and a competitive environment Model life separates at the seams and walls collapse in When identity is currency and illusionary intimacy Without an original thought to ourselves With roots in hell Comatose while thе snake turns to smoke Therе's nothing left for them here The only commodity sold here is fear Wasted times like fountain coins The fire burned hot and then abruptly out They shaved the dignity off of the proud and devout At the dissolution of things time devours all Unsatisfied and unstable, falling victim to ever turning spirals Carved up with the old tools, in exchange for the gold of fools Without an original thought to ourselves With roots in hell