Leach

(альбом: The Unspoken King - 2008)

Your thin lips, curl, into a smile
Which seems so bitter
Your eyes glitter, as the nectar flows

Your foresight, must be, 20, 20
For your timing, is pristine
You seem to have, chosen, the right seat

Consume, reap the benefits
Of your, hopeless ignorance
We have, nothing left to debate
You are, a fucking parasite

You seem to find, satisfaction
Within, the affluence of all your naïve kin

Did you really think, we wouldn't see straight through this
Act which you, portray without a conscience
Could you please, constrain yourself within this
Shattered shell, where, you've hidden all, your integrity

Seep it up, until your vain is fulfilled
Strain some more, or you will idle farther
For in this place, there is nothing further
Than to lie, in this relative darkness

I have witnessed this suffering, your suffering
Has led you to cross that line, to cross the line

I have witnessed this suffering, your suffering
Has led you to cross that line, to cross the line

Seep it up, until your vain is fulfilled
Strain some more, or you will idle farther
For in this place, there is nothing further
Than to lie, in this relative darkness

Consume, reap the benefits
Of your, hopeless ignorance
We have, nothing left to debate
You are, a fucking parasite
Consume the benefits
Your thin lips, curl, into a smile
Which seems so bitter