A Gluttonous Abomination Songtext
von Acrania

What a week in the data state
Wake up, you brainwashed mindless fuck
We′re coming to awaken your mind
We're coming to escape to cunt, you bitch
We′re slaves in a world of our education
Said "be on our side"
We're the behind-the-scenes of the damage phase
That we turn to killing self growth
The oppression, the blushing hate
The addiction to the inside
Bleeding, gaping, gaping, gaping
Bleeding, gaping, gaping, gaping, bleeding
The blood of society we're bathing
The rabbits on the cheese, we′re so cold
Yet the vanity roams
The icy soul of the icy coward
Yet afraid of getting fucked
Enter the TV, the holy grail
That takes over the shell of his mind
Showing him that the vision which he built


Now is true
Image is the painting of the new vision
The film for massive liberation
We will not be a victim
To your bleak conformity
Girt with isolation, birthed by the abyss
Makes the television the straightened hairstyle
The hair cut of personality
We long for progress
Sickening, sickening, sickening
The empty houses
We just spread information
That′s the disease who fill his hole
Picking the oxygen of the atmosphere
Stomach with the lines of thousands
Pushing buttons in the name of one voice
Suffering, suffering, suffering
Just to stuff the face with garbage
Brand new clothing, new devices
Cowering in material misguidance
Missing the loss in passage
For the deserting and the reverb
That scream us from the realization
From this false hope
We'll just wait outside of the back of the
Dinner chain you like me but you won′t cut it out
You'll blacken your life
Look, go
A human template supported by the short decay
A human template disgusted, killed for human pay
Mind numbed through a mandatory method
That′s how the world works
Prepping and the mass rape of the human slave as art
Curing the distorted method of positive thought
Where the man pushes God and the ego survive
Dirty establishment serving shrugs
You coward, cunt
It's time to wake up your ass and eat it raw
Get on your knees, naughty or not
I′m a TV star, see?
A subject of a torture show with a mind
Fine, on your knees
Was forced for you, the choice with a nice smile
Make a TV star and we never say
It will be a new adversary
Strapped to watch you with your eyes forced open
For the watchers, a manufacturer of forsaken
Spouted a forced open
With a method of last thousand hearings
Chained into a massive screen
Lusting a black city of geometric design
He's finally forced to face himself now
A torturous awakening
A torturous awakening
A forced open
With a method of last thousand hearings
Chained into a massive screen
Lusting a black city of geometric design
He's finally forced to face himself now
Let′s see your money, see your blood
He′s feeling it while awaiting realization
Choking on clock, finally a breath
A lesson for a nation
Let him hear, see, finally
That this life consists of more than just you