Aberrance کے بول

Count The ways to weigh the value Of a life that's lost One could count a thousand You count just one Come ignorance Come knowledge No means are good enough Famished our freedom Bound now to icons of holy Apathy in sympathy Hell to pay for heavens way What is the worth of a concept come flesh? Aberrance from nature That once was But no more In a rite of passage One lost One not One shall emerge not wiser But no longer blind Famished our freedom Bound now to icons of holy Apathy in sympathy Hell to pay for heavens way Go whence we came Regression Is the only way