War From A Harlots Mouth

War From A Harlots Mouth - The Increased Sensation Of Dullness songtekst

Je score:
In all his opulence
 He would swallow the world
 All levels at peak, 'cause:
 "What's there we must feed!"

 The lack of demand we beget
 Is making him loath
 His blood pressure climbs
 Or does his heartbeat decline?

 By his own choice
 He will rot in his cell
 Until the end of time

 Over and over
 All levels at peak
 Until the end

 He will swallow his last meal
 Windows closed
 At dimmed light

 "I'm just a human" he would say
 When it comes back to him

 His blood pressure climbs
 And his levels arise
 No end is in sight
 His heartbeat declines

 No end is in sight

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