Feigned Life #opensourcelyrics
A picture is just worth
whatever your eyes gain.
A sad, sore-eye-d sight, or
an eye-sore-d sad pain.
A thousand small egos,
bore a billion sick dollars,
spawned a million dead lives,
snuffed out all those bright hours.
Just a penance of time,
and an inkwell of will,
with a malice-soused grin,
you can drink up your fill.
A man’s of no real use,
unless a free, willing slave,
Life lived just for death, for
these weak words on your grave:
Chorus
“Here lies all that you know,
forever no more;
It was stolen and sold,
from the hole that was bored,
through the world,
with your time,
with your souls.”
End Chorus
“We must show them how,
to be fettered, like brood!
Our delight is the flow of
our money, and poor blood!”
A home sundered, abused,
and castrated too soon:
From the cries of the weak,
they have become immune.
Bridge 1
Spiral and twirl and spin,
grin, sin, and win, again
and again they gain a gain
from pain
all for poison reign.
Bridge 2
Everything won, burned away by ego,
all our potential, made barren by deathblow.
One single thing gained, whispered in hushed tone,
an epitaph, our bones as the headstone:
Chorus x2, (No fucking fade):
“Here lies all that you know,
forever no more;
It was stolen and sold,
from the hole that was bored,
through the world,
with your time,
with your souls.”
Feigned Life by Duane Lambe is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 4.0 International License.
Based on a work at http://www.zombieskin.com/feigned-life-opensourcelyrics/.
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