The Disaster Songtext
von Without Mercy

Are we all just empty vessels influenced by the world?
What is your function?
Whether it′s kindness or hostility
Everyone has the right to praise, disregard, and condemnation
Which mode of control do you consent to?
Violence, opulence, abstinence?
Excitement is uncertainty
Noose so snug, you shrug it off
Defend what controls you
Because it is comfortable
I misperceive, but I must believe that I've
Never made a single choice in my life
I misperceive, but I say that we′ve deceived
Ourselves for long enough, accept how you operate
Gripping your thoughts far too hard to concentrate
The sickness grows when inflicted, convicted, restricted


We are all chained to a set course dictated by blood, mud, and luck
The mind, the body, the master
You are the anger, joy, disgust, surprise
Kindness, pity, envy, love, fear, trust
Affirmation, negation, guilt and devotion
Modesty, and self-attention
I am wracked with apprehension
Meditative, ill-tempered
Admiration, obsession, triumph, anxiety, excitement
Desperation, satisfaction, indifference, and sympathy
We are all chained to a set course dictated by blood, mud, and luck
The mind, the body, the disaster
Learn to love the locust
I decide that I have no choice in the matter
I decide to embrace my puppet master
Blood is the problem, but I accept what flows in me