Из альбома: The Corruption of Mercy
No life to be envied
We look down on you
We poses an essence your averse to We are substance, unlike you
The ability to see through you
Your no paragon of virtue
Like a shard of jaded glass
You pierce the skin and bleed us through
I takes time, to see you, for who you, really are
Reflections, of hatred, that graze life’s, lonely scar
Do unto others, as they world would do to you
Hypocrite, dictating that smothers
No paragon of virtue
It takes time, to see you, for who you, really are
Reflections, of hatred, that graze life’s, lonely scar
No traits to be envied
Deceiver through and through
Set the test you would fail yourself
Unprincipled and cruel
Wee see you and we breath you, we live you
Think as you do We waken and we see clear
We learn not to be like you
It takes time, to see you, for who you, really are
Reflections, of hatred, that graze life’s, lonely scar
Do unto others, as they would do to you
Hypocrite, dictating that smothers
No paragon of Virtue