Paroles de The Grace Defile

Ascend...beholden of a sham sun In mockery of steel Revelation, revulsion Apostates...so speak the worming wary Burial-slow, crawling Bury me something alive Masquerade manifest, mimic unbound Plying your trade to sustain your illusion Penetration divine Chameleon comforts, forked and cleft tongue Preaching your libel, delay your delusion Perception imitates design Bury me something alive A means to an end An end to a means Bury me something alive Nosedive...pawn for the profiteer Paper-thin hatred An epitaph of aggression Heretics undone...so spit the worming weak Cervix of distortion My punishment fits the design Masquerade manifold, mimic unbound Plying your fate to sustain your illusion Perpetration divine Chameleon century, heretics undone Preaching your doctrine of decay Perception imitates design Bury me something alive