Mediocre Songtext
von Purge Of Sanity

May that silence sounds poetic to the dead ones

Another fucking time
A single restless mind
Will teach you right on time
You firsts will soon be lasts
Erase this gap
That keeps you far within

Some other promises
And hollow death constructions
Falling in line, and like a bad sensation
Crowls down your neck
Crowls down my neck
Put me to rest before i lose myself again

Arise from the ash again
I′ve seen enough, bled me through
To all extends of shame
Arise, from the ashes again
To all the distrust that i held
I say never again


And then we're mourning and the kings fly high
They′re raising all their cups to our demise
And all the voices i hear chanting
"Death to the oppressor, fuck your methods and your prospects"
And then we're mourning and the kings fly high
They're raising all their cups to our demise
And all the voices i hear chanting
"Death to the oppressor, fuck your methods and your prospects"

Fuck your privilege

There′s no place in the sky for vultures like us
Used to be a secret now it′s a curse
May that silence sounds poetic to the dead ones
To the dead ones
Another fucking time
A single restless mind
Will teach you right on time
You firsts will soon be lasts
Erase this gap
That keeps you far within

Arise from the ash again
I've seen enough, bled me through
To all extends of shame
Arise, from the ashes again
To all the distrust that i held
I say never again


Arise, arise
I′ve seen enough, bled me through
To all extends of shame
Arise, arise
To all the distrust that i held
I say never again