Of Virtue - The Human Condition | Текст песни

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• Of Virtue
• The Human Condition

No faith, no faith, I lost it all in a bet I made with the devil himself,
God was the dealer. That's what you get when you gamble with hell.
I'm all in.

When he's not out drinking the night away or under the sheets with another dame,
Keeping him warm and safe he's praying to god that tomorrow might bring a prettier world without his face,
Without his name.

He's lifts the glass one last time to suppress the grief, the regret, the guilt and the shame.
Anything to quiet the violent screams of his sins
Hanging over his head keeping him from sleep.
And he knows damn well that cold steel between his teeth will not end a god damn thing.

No hope, no strength
But just enough heart to lift that last drink.
Said my prayers and goodbyes, counted my blessings,
God take me tonight.

All those times he fell so hard
Mother dried the tears.
Father gave him a hand said,
"Son, blood ain't nothin' to fear."
Fear? Fear.
Fear yourself.
Not god.

Well, now he's all alone a drunken old fool your washed up son,
With nothing left to prove, nothing left to lose, just anger and rage bottled up inside.

Nothing left of this broken down man besides a couple broken records and...
And, x2
A familiar reflection.

Welcome to the human condition where enough is never enough.
So keeping fucking our heads and our livers and hearts and weak women until we are under the dirt.

All I see is red and grey.
The shadows of my demons tracing every step I take.

In july, 1990 a cretin was born who's only purpose in life was to show the world how ugly he was and the meaning of self-disgust.
Yes I am a piece of shit.
And I'll never be proud of it.

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