Face-Brick Constellations Songtext
von aKING

The glue of the community
Cuts the circulation
Clumsy fingers clutching detonators
A mediocre massacre
Rattles the floorboards
A prophet′s promise rapturing the rib cage
Ashes to the heartburn of the second class
Murder to their mechanical hips
Fire to their rigid lawns and paper trails
Panic to the sprawling metropolis
It's the boredom that beats you
And the sound of it echoes
One after the other collapsing
These face brick constellations
Patronise me
The smear of the monotony
A backwards revelation
A small time swindle, two bit operation


A testament to temperament
A tribute to complacence
A needle swiftly puncturing the breastplate
Ashes to the heartburn of the second class
Murder to their mechanical hips
Fire to their rigid lawns and paper trails
Panic to the sprawling metropolis
It′s the boredom that beats you
And the sound of it echoes
One after the other collapsing
These face brick constellations
Patronise me
It's the boredom that beats you
And the sound of it echoes
One after the other collapsing
These face brick constellations
The constellations
Patronise me