The Architects Songtext
von It Dies Today

Condemned ones void of any signs of life
Retribution, a board to decide our hands
With recklessness and our throats now
Affording disregard of these vassals in time turn
Take me on the precious hope and
What we construct with vigorous routine

We are the architects of suffering
Everything in a trail of desecration
Everything we have fought for, lust for


Blueprint and design of our future
Held in our hands, still on a path of self destruction
Mark our words, there will be nothing left of this
Fabricated shell dismantled brick by brick
Consummate just one more fix, another day
Withered away without justification
Falling apart, anticipating to reconcile
Pacify and divert the pain of our existence

It seems the only way to abandon and deprive of reason
We can spare ourselves the strain we bestow
On buried birth, self-deprecation
Can we afford to defend our reality today?
Everything in a path of degradation
Everything we have paid for, lust for

We are the architects of suffering
We are the architects of criminal desire
We are the architects of suffering
We are the architects of such imperfection
We are the architects of suffering
We are the architects of such imperfection