Purveyors Of Truth
Inglês

Letra de Purveyors Of Truth

ÁlbumThe Level Above Human
Ano2018
GêneroMetal
Duração4:21
Idioma originalInglês
Visualizações189
AaLeitura
Tamanho 18

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The crowd looks up in awe It was the smoke without the fire All so quick to pass your judgement Now we throw you on the pyre Who said this and who did what? It makes no difference when you’re fucking burning Maybe if you focused on your lives Then the world could keep on turning Call them out quick, fucking delete Start the witch hunt, write out your speech Rinse and repeat, drama loving culture of cowards Dying to be the first to cast the stone Oh shit, your porcelain mask has spilled They’re not the ones who’s the fucking victim Your whole morality upside down Swimming in the sea of deceit, now fucking drown We don’t give a fuck about your status White knights and call out queens All I see is rooks, ravens and vultures Peeking at the feet of the kings Quick to point the righteous finger Quicker to backtrack with the proof No one asked your vapid opinions Pawns, no t the purveyors of truth Call them out quick, fucking delete Start the witch hunt, write out your speech Rinse and repeat, conceited Innocence, insolvable Guilty by generation Social sadists Sniveling subordinate Unimpressed unbreakable Debase, desist The crowd looks up in awe It was the smoke without the fire All so quick to pass your judgement Now we throw you on the pyre Who said this and who did what? It makes no difference when you’re fucking burning Maybe if you focused on your lives Then the world could keep on turning Egocentric and fragile Are you only mad 'cause we’ve described you? Moral indignation Are you only mad 'cause we’ve described you? Brainwashed bastards, condemn them Are you only mad 'cause we’ve described you? Good Your whole morality upside down Swimming in the sea of deceit, now fucking drown Are you only mad 'cause we’ve described you? Quick to point the righteous finger Quicker to backtrack with the proof No one asked your vapid opinions Pawns, no t the purveyors of truth All I see is rooks, ravens and vultures Peeking at the feet of the kings Now who’s the fucking victim?

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