Whitechapel

I (am), dementia in your mind, creator of decisions, violent visions and lies. Blind, your eyes forever blind, reality is dead by your force fed demise. Get out of my head, someone save me from this madness, I'd rather be dead. All I see is reality f

Breeding Violence-Whitechapel Fuck this life Bereft of free will Once a man now a beast, an abomination Looking through the eyes of a mind corrupted by hypocrisy Now every sin I harbor inside become one with me Nameless No family to call my own Helpl

Whitechapel Watch the thread of light trace the day And all these shapes at play Oh, as they rise and fade There's a cherry fall of night All marigold and mandarin The burstin' sunset slips between All my busted dreams of sky linen And I won't fear..

This world is ours and we won't stand still Infinitude sets thy vision toward the deep Civilization will fall by the hand of all disease Banished from all life and awoken from the grave Eternal life will now be washed away Desecration Proclamation Ho