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It's veiled now in our patience It's kindled in remorse Failed as we have become what we loathe. The unrest is our patience, It's withered to the core. Fain into this squalor and agitation, it's where we rove. It's veiled now in your patience It's nothing but remorse Failed as we have become and the realization We are what we loathe. My condolences, I'm on the other side of the pendulum Dug up skeletal remains harvest more life than this. I'm on the other side of the pendulum Trusted like sleeping wasps haunted like sleeping cops We're in the middle of a mob that's dead asleep. Our own dead celebrities are louder than senators. It's as effective as bleach white teeth with bloodied gums. Aus Songtexte Mania