it's a simple disease yet complete with complicity
it's the dying mans voice when no words can be spun
it's the wrench in the cogs of the smoking machinery
that plows through your family & friends just for fun
when you can't stop a world that's grown ill with insanity
and there's no longer words to express your distrust
& this fucking disaster shows no rythm or rhyme
that we've ruined it all disassembled
from our own
design, design, designed to distrust
design, design, designed to be lost
designed, in blood we all sign
grave obligations to commit unforgivable
we need 600 bodies to complete this new graveyard
and 10,000 gallons just to drown all our rage
a dozen more names just to finish the headstones
some bravery to get us all out of this cage
the bodies stack high in the tomb of society
and the blade in my skin always writes the best lines
a stoney dead silence seems to cut through the scenery
it's the malignant cancer we've created through our own
design, design, designed to distrust
design, design, designed to be lost
design, in blood we all sign
grave obligations to commit unforgivable crimes
crimes, crimes of dubious nature
crimes for quick-cash or more social stature
crimes, against our own world in time
wicked mistakes make us victimes of our own
design, design, design to distrust
design, design, design to be lost
designed


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    Lyric Correction"Crimes, against our own world in time"

    is actually

    "Crimes, it keeps the whole world in time"

    Amazing song, though... incredible energy, melody, and intelligent lyrics.
    HatedEnemyon May 22, 2011   Link

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