Songtext von Mazes

Strange how mazes are built despite the pigeon hole mapping out our lives Decomposing from inside out, but not too deep You’ve lost your composure, now please recede How does it feel to lack real perception? Relive the routine, build it larger, strike it down Provided we eat constant fodder; our fears rid themselves States We built them to fall into place It’s fallen so build and replace it Then mourn the ones before with no remorse Faster They will decree kings who control us While queens will aim to deceive them for a throne supplied by knives How does it feel to lack real perception? Relive the routine, build it larger, strike it down Provided we eat constant fodder; our fears rid themselves States We’ve built them to fall into place It’s fallen so build and replace it Then mourn the ones before with no remorse Alas, the kings head has fallen Alas, the queens painted delicate strokes of red Strange how mazes are built despite the pigeon hole mapping out our lives Decomposing from inside out You've shown your teeth Now lose your composure and please proceed