Deadsoil

You're leaving sterility in three dimensions Colors vanish blurred they drain away You're gone intensity was my intention Isolated I cry alone I waste the day Slowly draining away from me Seven days a week Twentyfour hours a day Could I have my waste

Kill, murder, hate - in the name of god Kill, murder, hate - spill innocent blood Kill, murder, hate - in the end we all just rot As the present conditions turns into collapse We share a common bond of undying hatred For the rest of the world Nothing

Born into a predetermined life Nevertheless a leap in the dark Early we learn, life provides a set of rules Those are national standards we have to obey Democratic, we have to obey Challenging the system If the questions don't get out of line Evasive