Red Death
Red Death - Twilight Of The Idols songtekst
Je score:
Hope for the hopeless Nature robbed blind Rendered powerless To make way for An idea of the all powerful To say nothing exists Exploiting the narrow limitations of human reason To create dependence By the belief of Your immaculate machine Never breathed life into me Subject habits The idea of movement A psychological habit In anticipation Subject habits The idea of movement A psychological habit In anticipation Giving me the illusion Of consciousness Hope for the hopeless