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Mudvayne

Beyond The Pale

 

Beyond The Pale

(album: Mudvayne - 2009)


Instruments for surgery, amputate the cause
Misery of humanity is carving through us all
Emptiness resolves then falls with instances of perjury
Lies flowing out like piss
Darken like the fall of day, until we seal our end
Until they seal our end is nearing

Oh, I feel sick, got a bone to pick
The little men that complicate it all
So beyond the pale and I'm ticking like a time bomb
Oh, I'm sick that I wanna spit the little men, lying to us all
So beyond the pale and I'm ripping like a chainsaw

Illustrate the tyranny, building up the walls
Each life represents a stone, as foundation crumbles
We all fall down with words that speak of blasphemy
With every breath a sin
Damned until the fall of man, the day we reach our end
Until we reach our end is nearing

Oh, I feel sick, got a bone to pick
The little men that complicate it all
So beyond the pale and I'm ticking like a time bomb
Oh, I'm sick that I wanna spit the little men, lying to us all
So beyond the pale and I'm ripping like a chainsaw

Oh, so beyond the pale, complicate it all, unacceptable

They make us all bow down
They keep us all locked out
It's time that we speak up
It's time that we speak out
Put the bombs away
Put the guns away
Put the bombs away
Put us all away

Words fall on deaf ears
Signs for the blind
Words fall on deaf ears
Our worlds collide

Oh, I feel sick, got a bone to pick
The little men that complicate it all
So beyond the pale and I'm ticking like a time bomb
Oh, I'm sick that I wanna spit the little men, lying to us all
So beyond the pale and I'm ripping like a chainsaw
I feel sick, I'm nauseous, fucking sick, unacceptable
Oh, so beyond the pale, complicate it all, unacceptable

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