Dies
Dies - Aesthetics Of Violence lyrics
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Behold! The human being, more primitive than television The urges in the hearts of men, older than the science within The machine comes apart with ease, the doctor's operating table The hearts of men do as they please John Wayne Gacy, Cain and Abel Feeding images into you, prying your eyeballs open Somewhere deep inside, it's true The red you see remains unspoken The death, the rape, the tragedy The world is an ugly place What's capable inside of me Is going to rear it's ugly face Taught to close our eyes and tuck ourselves away in silence For centuries the world dies, everything I see is violence There's nothing new under the sun Does This Inspire You?