This Cold Black

Mother nature is a coward (mother nature is a whore)
No more presence
No more power (I pray for death, by the hour)
Cut another smile into me (into me is all you are)
My artifice won’t recognize me (you won’t find me)Â… anymore

Post-traumatic war machines
The pessimists still won’t believe
Throw away my past mistakes
It’s all I can to feel
Let my weapons be you children
Let my armies be your damned
Try to suffer on in silence
Try to stop me if you can

Pneumatic destroyer – Pathetic seducer
Distortion sufficient
Some day – one day – we’ll live our lives again

My ghosts have found their way back home
I have every right to kill my own
I am something now that never could exist
My anguish conquers all
Pay the price and watch me fall
My only key is broken – my broken key is onlyÂ… me

Pneumatic destroyer – Pathetic seducer
Distortion sufficient
Some day – one day – we’ll live our lives again

You utter waste of tired flesh – it doesn’t matter if you can’t progress
Even now they still create me – give me your ignorance
Irritate me
I am made of the same debris – you want it all but you didn’t want me
Hypocrite with no real use – I’m alive: what’s your excuse?

Pneumatic destroyer – Pathetic seducer
Distortion sufficient
Some day – one day – we’ll live our lives again
Pneumatic destroyer – pathetic seducer
Distortion sufficient
Some day – one day – we’ll live our lives again

We’ll live our lives again

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