Lock Up - Pleasures Pave Sewers lyrics
Tracks 01. Afterlife In Purgatory
02. Submission 03. Triple Six Suck Angles 04. Delirium 05. Pretenders Of The Throne 06. Slow Bleed Gorgon/pleasures Pave Sewers 07. Ego Pawn 08. The Dreams Are Scarificed 09. Tragic Faith 10. Darkness Of Ignorance 11. Salvation Thru Destruction 12. Leech Eclipse 13. Fever Landscapes 01. Afterlife In Purgatory
This whole world's a homicide victim
No one cares for no one Another spoke on the wheel of suffering Punished for nothing We lie, cheat and steal, for what? For a knife in the back of trust Crushed beneath the hands of slaughter To a future without any hope There are no saviours There are no favours Afterlife is purgatory Chained by our own hypocrisy Submerged in hate and fear As we dawn upon a new age Expression is rage Child's cry beckoning Day of reckoning No use excusing The answers are not there No use pretending That it gets any better than this 02. Submission
Fused with this
Systematically existing To resist Like pawns on a chess board Power sadists Engineering loss of hope Fortune seekers Treading you beneath their feet Submission is your god A karmic debt repaid in blood Hate in excess Feeds their will to make you weak Empty shells cast into the fire Submission is your god It makes you feel safe in the notion That you're nothing Just to be used Raped of being The sterile tools that carved you blunt Persecution Just a frame of mind? (repeat chorus) 03. Triple Six Suck Angles
Indelicate the stimulus
Screened revelation virus Like a plague within our conscience Humanity is not a process Force fed our hallucination To propagate in mass frustration Swallow your choice of vice Pretend that this is right Our angels kiss the triple six Free thought, free will what's wrong in this Our angels kiss the triple six Speak from your heart and you'll persist (Exist) Not trying to judge one another Without knowing inside each other The real perversions not in sex It's in censorship and theft Sick and tired of programmed feelings Towards subjects that have meaning Aged old in prejudice Just seems to me like madness Can't seem to shake the world outside Just seem to hide from the absurd Sick and tired of programmed feelings Towards subjects that have meaning Aged old in prejudice Just seems to me like madness Can't seem to shake the world outside Just seem to hide from the absurd 04. Delirium
Stuck in a stalemate
The struggle to breathe and live We increase the dosage To cope with the pressure Free me from the pain Never again That's what we say Delirium Nauseous convulsions Deflecting our fears We stare at the answers But swallow the questions Take me away Cannot resist Day after day Delirium Life is hell Bitterness is all I taste Drug hazed memories Of how I think I was 05. Pretenders Of The Throne
I reject your stance
And all your points of view Come out from where you hide And be who you want to This double standard tease Which set of friends to please What morals to defend Who not to offend Pretenders to the throne False Messiahs Pretenders to the throne Leave your safety Who's to judge what rules Somebody's sense of worth The conflict in your eyes Those blatant alibis I believe what I want to My mind's my own No compromise No white lies 06. Slow Bleed Gorgon/pleasures Pave Sewers
Shattered pieces
Poisoned minds are quick to taste Of lesser beings Sedated into second place Bludgeoning fever To get ahead to screw the beast Backs left bare To scar with tracts of vain release Pleasure pave sewers slaves Pleasure pave liars snakes Pleasure pave sewers slaves Pleasure pave master fakes Pushed to breaking To think and breed and feel the same Suppressed by shadows Of who and what we shouldn't be Twisted lairs Debating lives as currency Treacherous visions Perfecting what should never be We fall to our knees To crawl before pain's altar Choked to our pleas To find nothing sacred 07. Ego Pawn
Sick of being used
Trapped inside this shell Years escaping time Fear reshaping lives These ego pawns who call the shots Torture architects of fate Are we born to soil the rot Ego Pawn Memories fuel the fire Have I got the strength Resistance breeds acceptance Impatience feeds reluctance Show me the sign Ego Pawn 08. The Dreams Are Scarificed
A race for time
Or so it seems to be Stress outweighs What pain I even feel Can't decide If life is worth a shit Shelter me Before the vultures sing This frightening vision is breaking me slowly Belief is fading shaping my failure People stealing promising nothing Time not healing raping my future The dreams are sacrificed The dreams are sacrificed Pushed aside My heart is torn to threads Faith subsides My body feels like lead On and on Deceiving circles spark Toss the coin Or feed me to the sharks This frightening vision is breaking me slowly Belief is fading shaping my failure People stealing promising nothing Time is not healing raping my future The dreams are sacrificed The dreams are sacrificed Lost all forms of respect Just another lamb to the slaughter Just a code to be misplaced 09. Tragic Faith
Chasing down and taking out
Another life, a personal theft To live among the dead remains Is tragic faith and tempting fate The dotted lines and blotted frames Betray the agony and rage Lies a strategic blindly placed Feed a nation's voyeur traits Rumours bleed in every shape Faking cause for no one's sakes The dotted lines and blotted frames Betray the agony and rage The dotted lines and blotted frames Betray the agony and rage For all we know it could be us Who's next to be the tabloid slut The tragic faith is shedding tears For all the pretence all the years Caring when you should feel guilt Demanding more blood to be spilt For all we know it could be us Who's next to be the tabloid slut Chasing down and taking out Another life, a personal theft To live among the dead remains Is tragic faith and tempting fate The dotted lines and blotted frames Betray the agony and rage 10. Darkness Of Ignorance
Shall we condemn ourselves
Knowing the shit that goes on Fooling yourselves to the point That you just don't belong Bring me the head of the one Who decides what is right Then we'll exist to resist And exist to persist Unclean - Censor claims axe the choice Obscene - Silence falls upon no voice Controlled views, faceless acts butchery We'll decide this is called maturity Come out from the darkness of ignorance The dirt ridden stench of censorship Come out from the darkness of ignorance This dirt ridden stench is choking me Words are spoken often but are backed by nothing Since dawn of time, hate, murder, rape and pain Still we point the finger in the wrong direction For years it seems to me they're hidden from blame 11. Salvation Thru Destruction
Outside looking in
The choices made Neglecting sense For so called happiness Insane delusion A web of tears Destroying friendships Forged from years There's no salvation No salvation thru' destruction There's no salvation No salvation Compulsive lies The questions asked Pointless answers The motives masked Feel of betrayal Respect and trust lost Deceitful traitor Was it worth the cost 12. Leech Eclipse
Death in the air, on the land, in the sea
Stockpiles of waste carving the holes in the sky Conspiring a myth that for now all is well Meanwhile all set for a sleigh ride to hell Leech eclipse Earth's bloodstained kiss Eclipse Millions of self-righteous wimps point the blame It's our generation that ought to feel shame Neglecting the fact that the damage is done We've been here before and will be again Leech eclipse Earth's bloodstained kiss Eclipse 13. Fever Landscapes
Seeds of aggression
Enemies that we cannot conquer Demon possessions Science feeds our eagerness Greed for attention In life the knife now is the savior We disregard conception Fever landscapes shape our heartaches Media interest feeds the interest Fever landscapes grow the sadness Designs that twist our fertile minds Wrath of addiction Witness to their own mutation Extracting the weakness Journey's through the darkened path |