Beauty To Ashes Vertigo
We have been made victim to a neon paradigm
Systematic prescription to burn in our own eyes
Wastelands to the millions
Cemetery made of gold
Innocence romanticized on channels we all know
Wage war, state the disclaimer.
No more.
Conditioned by the masses to make us feel alright
We tolerate a visual state
It's time to sterilize
Fancy things and diet drinks we don't need any more
Re-educate, our present state and make us feel alright.
Wage war, state the disclaimer.
Deny a new form of lies.
Make it stop killing me now.
