Fulfiled With Nothing 歌詞

Empty forms are dying Disappear in time We have never lived in So many rules created by profanity I can feel them hunting Each sensible gesture is beaten back By a rigid response in the face of the law I'm trying to find any rules Or borrow them to survive the next day The future has been sold And all the truths have become dead ...Just dead... Sick elementary snobbish rule Has conquered the world like hazard It's like a magnet below a roulette I'm searching for any relation The bounds between mystery and materialism I wish I could forget that what I see Is pseudoempathy Sick of indifference Mad genocide has become ecstatic feast Organized with taste and grand style It's become daily standard ...Just like the words... Are pain and insecurity all that we have? Are they all that was given to us?