Divine:Decay - The Discomfort of Artificial Euphoria | Текст песни

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• The Discomfort of Artificial Euphoria

swallow the mellow comfort of artificial joy
inhale celestial fumes to exit the pain
manipulate your brain to handle your innerself
push aside your thoughts
suffocate your hate

something eating me inside
it drills my brain

the discomfort of artificial euphoria
mandatory way of life
the discomfort of being guided from ash to ash
with passing moments of delight

walk around the burning fields to avoid the flames
smell the stench of sulphur, hear the cries
a fraction of what used to be keeps twisting your mind
a cancer in your brain compells you to die

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