| Lyrics: | Down in the deep, black hole of my heart
I feel the pain inside of the dreams that
died
And I saw a dark message clawed on a wall today, it said
Forever burn this world,
it's far too late
Now I stare out my window, I see the towers rise
Toxins seep into
my backyard before my very eyes
Industrial revolution, no other solution
For the junk
cultured junkies needs
So take a deep breath because it ain't over yet
The machine it's
got to bring you down to your knees
Outside the gates of redemption inside my happy
home
Contact with big Mr. mega bucks on my cellular phone
Dollar for dollar the business
hounds holler
Sour mouthed stomachs well fed
And I'm moving the game yet I still
complain
The paranoia, it swells inside my head
How will I ever know which way the
wind blows
Will there be no place to hide when the storm comes down
To tear off my hide,
defenceless, rich or poor
When the wolves start gathering round my door
Self-destructed, I
never anticipated
Such pain from the things that I've created
Burn, burn, burn,
burn, the device and the ice that's in my heart
Burn down the lies and the hatred in my
eyes
Let it burn, burn to see the world turn
And it's all there in front of me
And I
feel compelled to make you see... reality
This is the turning point, these are the
cross-roads
Detonated lunacy and it's not a dream, it's not a dream
No greener sky,
no blacker sea, no greater war inside of me
Now I stare out my window, the patients on
the lawn
Loved ones visiting hours wonder what went wrong, wrong, wrong
Outside the gates
of redemption, my mind is never alone
Hospitalised, lobotomised, big machine, please come take
me home
How will I ever know which way the wind blows
Will there be no place to hide
when the storm comes down
To tear off my hide, defenceless, rich or poor
When the wolves
start gathering round my door
Self-destructed, I never anticipated
Such pain from the
things that I've created
Burn, burn, burn, burn, the device and the ice that's in my
heart
Burn down the lies and the hatred in my eyes
Let it burn, burn to see the world
turn
And it's all there in front of me
And I feel compelled to make you
see...
This is reality
"Burn, burn, burn... this heavy metal funky
kinda
tune is the burning in our minds as we watch the
world crumble into
industrialism." Erik A.K |
