Stengah - Meshuggah

[01:08.22]Lacerating pains of degeneration 
[01:12.36]Speed through your trembling mind 
[01:15.61]Still in machine like strife 
[01:19.68]You gain another mile 
[01:23.08]The temporary elusive goal to reach the solace 
[01:28.49]To feed once more upon the synthetic reaper of loss 
[01:34.46]No matter the outcome the cost 
[01:37.91]Cold and stinging needs tearing through the halls 
[01:45.53]Of your defiled flesh made temple with its closing walls 
[01:53.22]Still you claim the worshipers pose and you bow 
[01:56.66]You kneel 
[01:58.60]Control once superior 
[02:02.95]Now a docile pet at chaos' feet 
[02:06.26]Pulling the leash as it trails the scent 
[02:10.41]To where all hurt recedes 
[02:13.79]Your past a blurry patch in mind 
[02:17.80]Your future once now thin dreams filed 
[02:21.22]Toward the lights of need you strive 
[02:24.83]To drink into your vein the shine 
[02:28.83]Beaten to the unforgiving ground 
[02:33.84]Lashed into submission 
[02:36.44]By the inner starving demon 
[02:40.07]By its unrelenting hand 
[02:44.08]Still you claim the worshipers pose and you bow 
[02:47.45]You kneel to the syringe 
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[04:12.07]Answering only to authorities of sedation 
[04:17.19]Their calls the only ones heeded 
[04:19.79]A worn out soldier touched by their contagion 
[04:24.50]A battered drone at their feet 
[04:26.86]You're the one betrayed 
[04:30.35]An outcast set afire by your inner war 
[04:34.41]Your burning self so far astray 
[04:38.10]A combustion fanned from within your core 
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