Gadget piosenki

Nobody knows what goes on inside Trapped in yourself nowhere to hide You're madness will falls so deep inside Tear you apart These words of depression fills you inside All this hate will burn you alive 

Absent-minded, moving slowly Further away, into nothing We're born into this Endless cycle, everlasting Quest for solace and righteous deeds We're fooled from the beginning We're born into this 

Våra tankar och frågor får inga svar Förda bakom ljuset med era krav Ska vi stå här och se på det är dags att slå sej fri Jävla idioter förbannade svin ni själ av min tid som ni ägde mitt liv Är det så här det ska vara? En annan form av tortyr Ni slösar bort v...

Sprawl of hateful minds A swarm of ancient lies Blind - led to worship Deaf - made to worship Drunk with pride Engulfed with hate Cold hearts ripe with fear Line up, collapse is near Blind - led to worship Deaf - made to worship Regress Relapse...

Wipe it out, the guilt and the blame Leave it in the gutter The burden and the shame Mock the cutouts Bring the kerosene, cultivate your hate You let it out Terror reigns again 

The splinted gate corrodes an breaks As of thousand pieces It fades away, then becomes alive Trapped within the fire Asphyxiate in data It turns around to grip your spine With stream of light Unsynchronized patterns, become nodality The splinted gate corrod...

Alas! Did I look away? Have I missed a frame? That portrait doesn't match, it's incorrect Feels like I think about this every single day So hard it chokes my spirit, I just can't explain I hope it stays within me, all that you installed I only wish that I coul...

I tristessens fort blir ditt liv kort Kedjad till bojor du ska hållas fort Slåss för ditt liv innan din tid är förbi Slåss för ditt liv du kan aldrig köpa dej fri 

Distance in the size of meters Yet I seem light-years away Unreachable Showing you affection Is another wasted part of me Yet still I reject this Still I try to let go And if me is not enough What else is there to give 

God of bugs - Lord of slugs Fields of grief and lost beliefs God of flies - Lord of lies Grave-live trench with a rotten stench Self-named messiah with greed in his mind On his conscience: extinction of mankind Devastation, desolation Determination of a sick c...

Air raid Dull blades Asphalt scraps now seal your fate Fiery red Burning hearts Blackened deathly flags of hate 

Trapped inside your corrupted self Held down by your withered soul Go! Wake up the dead Rise from your graves! Every second that passes you by Lost to deterioration Go! Wake up the dead Rise from your graves! Degeneration!