My Own Grave

Hail The Blind
Demeanor constraints programmed into our system Disfigured traits genetically sustained Lies enshrined, an echo from the grave The primal instinct of self-preservation Broken, scorned an battered underneath the ruins of time Lies one righteous truth, a world unknown Unseen by man and his necrology Survival founded on that ignorance is bliss Raise the horns, darken the sky Drink to deception divine Hail the blind Throne of rats, carrion grows Pieces of a grander design Hail the blind The words of the righteous, an endless stream Of poison for the weak Tempting lies shining clearer than the truth Blank perspectives in a symbiotic maul Rain hell upon their slopes and be their beacon Mortality disposed, immortal by their blood Mortally disposed SongtexteImmortal by their blood Raise the horns, darken the sky Drink to deception divine Hail the blind Throne of rats, carrion grows Pieces of a grander design Hail the blind Aus Songtexte Mania