Disintegrate

(альбом: Cycle Of Suffering - 2020)

If there is a common ground
Then we stand on separate land
We breathe the same foul air
But your head's buried in the sand
We'll all be forgotten
When what is left has rotten away
We'll be long in our graves
Clutching onto our differences

How can you perceive
The world that you see
So erroneously
Aren't you growing weak
From the poison you speak
Your words burn
But how much damage can be undone

A burden unto yourself
Projecting your own inner hell
We disconnect from the common threads
And await the final knell
The dust won't settle
Till what's left has rotten away
And by yourself you are bound
Another nail to hammer down

How can you perceive
The world that you see
So erroneously
Aren't you growing weak
From the poison you speak
Your words burn
But how much intolerance can be unlearned

Are you just afraid?
Or has your fear finally turned to rage
Aimless violent fists
At a world you can't comprehend

How much damage can be undone?!