Blurred face
Cold slate
Nothing remains
One chance, go beige
I know what you're thinking, I know what you're told
Step off, this shit won't last
My blood runs cold
False hope
No soul
Do what you're told
Run dry, go home
I know what you're thinking, I know what you're told
Step off, this shit won't last
My blood runs cold
When I look into your eyes, what I see I despise
What was you now is lost, thrown away left to rot
I'm talking to the ground, another friend I've lost
My ears can bare no sound, find peace at any cost
Two decades gone to hell, why would you sell yourself
To a standard you can't keep, a standard you can't keep
And you keep fading away, you have no sense of self
Are you stranded in that grave, now only time will tell
Now I've seen this change, you always swore to me
That you'd never become, humanities slave
As time ticks by the reaper smiles
He knows your loyalty comes cheap
But to his surprise, you've got no soul to keep
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