Lyrics to Voidface
A void for a face, an abyss for a heart...sleeping for years just beneath the most alarming surface
A farce for a name, deceit for a tongue...but waking from tremors of latent purpose
Stretching, yawning, mumbling breathy reasons for why we've been sleeping so long
Tapping my comrades...I suppose we should go now...come to, and come along.
This hungry void for a culture, resistithat abyss for a hope
against young anger distilled, extracted
these veins filled with their increasingly neutralized blood
They got a farce they call leader, deceit they call currency
As that sedated dream deepens their world and their selves rot from within
Awake! and running now ahead of the other towards a road and a fork and a choice that we all must make
Awake, so I wait for them but they pass me and they're smiling, and they're hypnotized by the idea of a righteous fate
If awake why conflicted? why the tug of war will? why the decision to run for which we've got nothing to show?
Except the internal currents that move muscles to running
We follow them, but are we ever sure what we know?
A diplomat for a face, a nuke for a heart
But ambassador, aren't you sleeping through Ecstacy's Gift of The New?
It's a reflex of a rebellion, it's some kind of love that makes us hate the state
But comrade, are we now only awake in the dream of the vehement few?
Stretching, yawning, mumbling breathy reasons for why we've been sleeping so long
Attention all mounds of slumber, it is time to go now
So animate yourselves and come along.
A farce for a name, deceit for a tongue...but waking from tremors of latent purpose
Stretching, yawning, mumbling breathy reasons for why we've been sleeping so long
Tapping my comrades...I suppose we should go now...come to, and come along.
This hungry void for a culture, resistithat abyss for a hope
against young anger distilled, extracted
these veins filled with their increasingly neutralized blood
They got a farce they call leader, deceit they call currency
As that sedated dream deepens their world and their selves rot from within
Awake! and running now ahead of the other towards a road and a fork and a choice that we all must make
Awake, so I wait for them but they pass me and they're smiling, and they're hypnotized by the idea of a righteous fate
If awake why conflicted? why the tug of war will? why the decision to run for which we've got nothing to show?
Except the internal currents that move muscles to running
We follow them, but are we ever sure what we know?
A diplomat for a face, a nuke for a heart
But ambassador, aren't you sleeping through Ecstacy's Gift of The New?
It's a reflex of a rebellion, it's some kind of love that makes us hate the state
But comrade, are we now only awake in the dream of the vehement few?
Stretching, yawning, mumbling breathy reasons for why we've been sleeping so long
Attention all mounds of slumber, it is time to go now
So animate yourselves and come along.
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