Disgraced, expendable, we are not really real A mirage of solitude is what they try to heal and I will not be made to feel we are sealed in a fake charade
Spewing bile atrocities, bringing existence to its knees I will manifest my sins and I will kill mercy within Immersed in this hypnotic spell, influenced by the hate that swells I'm not terrified anymore, there's nothing left but open sores
Disengaged, relinquish the reality I've known I'm feeling like I'm alienated from my own and I will not be made to feel we are sealed in a fake charade
Spewing bile atrocities, bringing existence to its knees I will manifest my sins and I will kill mercy within Immersed in this hypnotic spell, influenced by the hate that swells I'm not terrified anymore, there's nothing left but open sores
Spewing bile atrocities, bringing existence to its knees I will manifest my sins and I will kill mercy within Immersed in this hypnotic spell, influenced by the hate that swells I'm not terrified anymore, there's nothing left but open sores Nothing left but open sores