歌词
Settling oceans for the demons
Building cities out of fields wide open
Hustling the world to run in the right order
Just simply doing a small favour
To the rupture
Spending the weekends curled up on my own
I know I’ve tried
But losing a battle against the great unknown
The intolerance is killing me slowly
Trade and sales is the prominent feature
Knowing how to eat away the mindless brainers
Casting light on the dominant fears
Something that I shouldn’t really bother
Of the rupture
Spending the days working out something alone
I know I’ve tried
But ending in chaos within a war-free zone
The intolerance is killing me slowly
Feel the rupture
I’m not ready to feed on
I’m not ready to feed on
I get myself retrieved now
I get myself retrieved now
Spending the weekends curled up on my own
I know I’ve tried
But losing a battle against the great unknown
The intolerance is killing me slowly