How quickly our morality devolves before the fear of pain. We sell our children off. Now we speak in a different language. This is where we sleep tonight
The hottest day in history. We are not asleep. Encased in endless night. Our refinement degenerates and we are nowhere. Every boundary we've marked for
we stop here. You're on your own and I embrace the end. And I will begin again. Say goodbye. Goodbye to the life you hide behind. We are an ocean of
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This is what we get. We are to blame. The consequence we will always underestimate. We move in darkness. Our stolen conscience, overcome by instinct.
Our shame writes stories in the earth. The days go by faster and faster but we'll never know loss. We'll never know selflessness. We are the same. We
We forget our names. The hair grows down over our eyes. Our teeth sharpened to points and we will never be safe and we are gone. We are never going back
lasts for days. And when skin becomes paper we'll know why we couldn't stay here. What have we done? What have we learned? Our fables become our dedications. Black ocean
This is the end. The sun sets on our broken backs and we've been here before. And we are left without a single thing. Without a heart. We are armed to
feel hatred. Avarice takes on new meaning and in no time no one will remember. They find us hiding in the forest. They emerge from blackness wearing
The Apocalypse' Deposited in scripts of the 20th century prophets The clock ticks, tick, tick, tick upon the land borders I count down the manslaughter Military camcorders under ocean
in the wind on the seven seas The purple horizon kill the waters In deep ocean the galleys lean Keeping reaches hide for the centuries King of pirates
the beginning of the End. I must go back where I belong to Far from here and Leave this pigsty world that you call Earth. Black tides on the oceans,
Take me through the centuries to supersonic years Electrifying enemy is drowning in his tears All I have to give you is a love that never dies The symptom
good You know that I should Superstitious century Didn't time go slow Separating sanity Watching children grow Synchronated undertaker Spiral skies Silver ships on plasmic oceans
You're life vest is off and that turns me on Killer for centuries, the Gotti of the deep In the next millennium, I'm still gonna creep Sand under my belly, ocean
Come on, come on, come on Uhh, yeah, Lord Finesse ya' Check it yeah, uhh, check it out Check it out Yo, my movement motion Smooth or rough as the ocean
