ERRA - Disarray lyrics
[ERRA - Disarray lyrics]
Give in to the pressure of the sound
Of the voices saying step down
Beast of glutton, the embodiment of greed
Exploiting the weak by
Fabricating their needs
The wolf kicked in the door
Intruded in your home
And you see it as a privilege to be consumed
Give in to the pressure of the sound
Of the voices saying step down
Tell us something that resembles truth
You pitiful bastard in clearest sight
The wolf was never hiding
You told yourself sweet nothings
And now your only truth is lying
Bulbous parasite expanding from the
Blood of the ignorant
The worm is robbing our
Ability to communicate
I saw him laugh in your face
Why aren't you irate?
Scrub away the stain leech their energy
Give in to the pressure of the sound
Of the voices saying step down
Tell us something that resembles truth
You pitiful bastard in clearest sight
Give in to the pressure of the sound
Of the voices saying step down
Tell us something that resembles truth
You pitiful bastard in clearest sight
The people's king a virtuoso of
Trophy lust and adolescent behavior
An old fool convinced you he's your savior
Chaos is the grain on which the bastards feed
Bringing down the rain
They drown the land in greed
Scrub away the stain, leech their energy
Tell us something that resembles truth
Just walk away
Of the voices saying step down
Beast of glutton, the embodiment of greed
Exploiting the weak by
Fabricating their needs
The wolf kicked in the door
Intruded in your home
And you see it as a privilege to be consumed
Give in to the pressure of the sound
Of the voices saying step down
Tell us something that resembles truth
You pitiful bastard in clearest sight
The wolf was never hiding
You told yourself sweet nothings
And now your only truth is lying
Bulbous parasite expanding from the
Blood of the ignorant
The worm is robbing our
Ability to communicate
I saw him laugh in your face
Why aren't you irate?
Scrub away the stain leech their energy
Give in to the pressure of the sound
Of the voices saying step down
Tell us something that resembles truth
You pitiful bastard in clearest sight
Give in to the pressure of the sound
Of the voices saying step down
Tell us something that resembles truth
You pitiful bastard in clearest sight
The people's king a virtuoso of
Trophy lust and adolescent behavior
An old fool convinced you he's your savior
Chaos is the grain on which the bastards feed
Bringing down the rain
They drown the land in greed
Scrub away the stain, leech their energy
Tell us something that resembles truth
Just walk away