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Why must the blind
Feed The Machine
Zenei stílus: Hard & Heavy
Kiadás éve: 2017
Addressing those beneath
from high above
Convincing his belief
Convincing his belief
for what you love
Baiting every hook
Baiting every hook
with filthy lies
Another charlatan to idolize
Is this suppression just in my mind?
No more questions get back in line!
Pay with your life,
Another charlatan to idolize
Is this suppression just in my mind?
No more questions get back in line!
Pay with your life,
the duller the knife,
the longer it takes
But now it's your turn,
But now it's your turn,
the ashes will burn,
and wither away
Leaving your bones,
Leaving your bones,
out on the stones,
picking them clean
Carving the truth,
Carving the truth,
while harvesting you,
to feed the machine
The gears forever turn
The gears forever turn
to grind the mice
Will you become
Will you become
the fuel for sacrifice?
Power absolutely all for show
The piper blows his flute
Power absolutely all for show
The piper blows his flute
and off you go
Is this obsession behind your eyes?
No more questions get back in line!
Is this obsession behind your eyes?
No more questions get back in line!
Pay with your life,
the duller the knife,
the longer it takes
But now it's your turn,
But now it's your turn,
the ashes will burn,
and wither away
Leaving your bones,
Leaving your bones,
out on the stones,
picking them clean
Carving the truth,
Carving the truth,
while harvesting you,
to feed the machine
Why must the blind
always lead the blind?
(get back in line, get back in line)
Why do I feel like the fault is mine?
(get back in line, get back in line)
Why must the
(get back in line, get back in line)
Why do I feel like the fault is mine?
(get back in line, get back in line)
Why must the
weakest be sacrificed?
No more questions,
No more questions,
get back in line!
(just get back in line)
(just get back in line)
Pay with your life,
the duller the knife,
the longer it takes
But now it's your turn,
But now it's your turn,
the ashes will burn,
and wither away
Leaving your bones,
Leaving your bones,
out on the stones,
picking them clean
Carving the truth,
Carving the truth,
while harvesting you,
to feed the machine