Conan's First Date - Uncovering | Текст песни

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In a hellhole of wandering souls
the hands of the great fools
Formless, empty for our minds
a simple powertool

We are torn
by the waking hours
irenic promises
Desire
to fall asleep in silence
fall into the past

I refuse to lie
reject the tie
that binds me
to this coil of life
Refuse to die
reject the tie
that binds me
to this coil of life

A web of make believe
A cold unearthly will
Driving this society
to celebrate the kill

We are torn
by the waking hours
irenic promises
Desire
to fall asleep in silence
fall into the past

The moment came
to unveil your face
to uncover
the void in you

I refuse to lie
reject the tie
that binds me
to this coil of life
Refuse to die
reject the tie
that binds me
to this coil of life