Slice The Cake - Squander | Текст песни

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• Slice The Cake
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we all wear faces of kings wisened images of majesty*
Yet we're all one and the same our facades ever pushed to schism.
We recite bitter poetry scorning the day's descent
Alienation's callous grip urging us to decline the day.

Each one of us searches the streets as restless nights and listless minds
Envelope our daily existence devouring the will to breathe.
Yet we find nothing but needless violence.
Ultimate cowardice actions instead of thoughts.

We all look sideways hoping to see familiar faces.
All we find are trinkets staring back at us expressionless.

We are all cursed to walk gaia alone
Surrounded in kabuki failed geishas.
It's in the making it's in the breaking the theft of all rationale.
In wake of reason we become tainted entangled in bittersweet escapism


Sidestep the issues at hand; transfixed as statues.
A monument of sloth; we are progress squandered.

In times of tribulation humanity gravitates to idols
In lieu of self-analysis reanimate by proxy made flesh.
Existence of idealism near-guarantees hopes and dreams.
Yet what are we but hollow men in this suburban wasteland?

What worth is transcendence in a world of fools?
Contented in squander they bask in the light of the noose
Impatiently waiting for a public display of brutality.
Under a pretense of autonomy we are animals.

The death of art will be our undoing as we sever the ties to what makes us human.
To retain hope in altruism is to surrender ones independence

Contented in squander.