Disarray

Give in to the pressure of the sound Of the voices saying step down Beast of glutton, the embodiment of greed Exploiting the weak by fabricating their needs The wolf kicked in the door, intruded in your home And you see it as a privilege to be consumed Give in to the pressure of the sound Of the voices saying step down Tell us something that resembles truth You pitiful bastard in clearest sight The wolf was never hiding You told yourself sweet nothings, and now your only truth is lying Bulbous parasite expanding from the blood of the ignorant The worm is robbing our ability to communicate I saw him laugh in your face, why aren't you irate? Scrub away the stain Leech their energy Give in to the pressure of the sound Of the voices saying step down Tell us something that resembles truth You pitiful bastard in clearest sight Give in to the pressure of the sound Of the voices saying step down Tell us something that resembles truth You pitiful bastard in clearest sight The people's king a virtuoso of trophy lust and adolescent behavior An old fool convinced you he's your savior Chaos is the grain on which the bastards feed Bringing down the rain, they drown the land in greed Scrub away the stain, leech their energy Tell us something that resembles truth, just walk away --- Disarray - Erra