The freaks with a premonition ran to the hills
The wives of your aspiration sleep with the winds
Vanity wrought from toil can not fill the chasm
We’re breathing acid snow, tasting of bravado
Error obvious, all around us curtains fall
Slave to anything, plug us in, give our all
Lie from death to life, waiting for life, ready for death
What could we have done, we're bickering between ourselves
Discarded prodigal
I rest my head down with the animals
Look back the time was wasted, I feel no guilt
A fair shake spent in chasing the petty thrills
We built this towering pyre, sealing our damnation
Now sift through the excess, searching for salvation
Error obvious, all around us curtains fall
Slave to anything, plug us in, give our all
Lie from death to life, waiting for life, ready for death
What could we have done, we're bickering between ourselves
Discarded prodigal
I bite my hand now for the cannibals
Restless minds are playthings for the devil
Idle hands, time slipping through the fingers
Fate of us discovered at the bottom
Earth infernal, out of touch with heavens tears
With heavens tears
Forgotten gods discard their prodigals
I rest my head down with the animals
Discarded prodigal
I bite my hand now for the cannibals
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