Vanity Songtext
von Fehler

Clawing hands tear the stitch out of this secret
Straining to get a grip, blood boiling in my veins
I need to sever the wanting, as vision it melts the eyes
But I cannot sever the needing, the law of demise
Standing in a vortex of guts and bones
Rinsed of smoke, corrupt the flesh of the meek I need to sever the wanting, as vision it melts the eyes
But I cannot sever the needing, the law of demise
Grains of salt the size of mountains feed oceanic hordes
And through this torpid mirage we tear the skies apart
Clapping our hooves, raising our horns, while trampling on the dust
Celebrate this victorious defeat, we′re crowned kings of lust