Death
Album • 1993
Your existence is a script, Life for you is a performance, Play out the leading role. Directing and premeditating every move That creates the act of manipulation Mastering the art of deception. That increases your sick addiction It's an overactive imagination That enslaves your empty shell Existing in dimensions of addictive obsession Your script will run short of ideas The story will soon end itself People to trust come short in number. Like a plague your lies spread Fast across the world Mastering the art of deception That increases your sick addition It's an overactive imagination That enslaves your empty shell
Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 24, 2025
People of the earth beware, It is here in human form An atrocity laced with greed. Filled with evil intentions. Ready to attack Look to the air for stories to choose, Who will be your next victim Profiting on visions of others, dark emotions run through its veins Its motives are false its mind is insane A distant planet with no signs of life To become a home for this alien breed. Scientists of the world unite, your services are more than needed This creature in human form is out of control Looks can be deceiving, see beyond the shell Flesh and eyes mean nothing. The truth, time it will tell Before you think you fool the world. What comes around goes around. Shown for what you are, a waste of life
Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 24, 2025
This track is instrumental.
I want to watch you drown in your lies. The end of your masquerade, a matter of time Intertwining lies, domination, control Feed his twisted nature It is sickening to see dreams die A word of advice, fate's patience is growing short. Fake down to your mind and appearance You will fall short of the dreams to destroy In time you will find yourself trapped in a corner These four words my friend, I promise you will not forget I am one of many that see through your lies Hiding will do you no good, many seek revenge. Soon to become a victim of what you live to create, and cannot have. It is sickening to see dreams die A word of advice, fate's patience is growing short. Fake down to your mind and appearance You will fall short of the dreams to destroy
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 24, 2025
This track is instrumental.
This track is instrumental.
This track is instrumental.
This track is instrumental.
This track is instrumental.
This track is instrumental.
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