Scars – Letras de Cold Dead World

Álbum: Artificial Reality

In a void of nothingness
She's the only thing that shines
She won't let their gray smoke
cloud over her mind
The writing's set in stone
The world's dead to her
Meaningness is gone
The only thing that's sure

In this world so useless
It's a world dead to me
Our leaders use the rule
of insincerety
So you worship the president
as a fucking god
And you all grow up
just to fuck up and die

(spoken in background):
All hail, all hail!
idle hands are idle minds
GET TO WORK MAGGOT!
LAZY SONS OF BITCHES!
GET TO WORK!

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