Torn Lyrics

Wisdom has become clouded pumped with the bile
Of this insular trash culture
Dead state laying awake
Gorging on the boundless

Dead state laying awake
Inculcating life as bound
Lethargic conscious being
Gorging on the boundless

Captives of envy to possess the material icons
A subtly created prison with no...walls.

Ravenous synergy of time held circles
Of imperical dimensions
Blind, torn, ruptured and broken
Enslaved by the tyranny of suspicion.