Ghost - Broken Ears + Poison Hearts Lyrics
All comfort has it's consequenceThere is blood in our leisureCold killer is out playing the saviorIgnorant victims are blind to the crimeThe slow ache in my chest is universalThe soft tremor in your spine, it knows no boundariesThe pied piper has an agendaOf crusades and material incentivesSurvival games for frozen soulsMarch along to the chimes of failureCrowned butcher you're far from civilizedClaiming progress in poisoned heartsOur security is stained with sufferingThis is the land of silent tragedyPathetic surrenders cannot be deniedOur love is drowned in milk and honeyPatriots in the mortuaryYou find your pride in declineThis culture, or lack thereofIt is not mine