The Reductionist Songtext
von The Beast Within

Blind eyed to the past
Spoiled by your welfare
Ignorant to evidence
You wish ill will
On what brought you to life
Trade night for day
Willing to give more?
Willing to fight more?
Trade night for day
In your prosperity
You bite the hand that feeds
In your prosperity
You bite the hand that feeds
Reductionist
You wage war against
What brought you to life
Your spawn won′t live through the break of dawn
People died, fought till the end You bury your head in the sand
And I still hear them cry
The cries of those who were born to die
I still hear them cry
The cries of those who did not survive
In ahw we praise
Life is no longer that way
Never will we learn from the past
One with the dirt again
In times of peace
You bite
You bite the hand
Bite the hand that feeds
In absence of fear
Early
An early grave
Early grave we crave