Assembled from dead, incompatible pieces Livid fragments regenerated Decomposing bits of organic matter Brought to life, revived A fluid, limbless sickening
A stale organic cage incarceration I'm in the stranger me (Lost in corporeal inanity) The user of my face beneath its guise I rot a paradox in terms (
A sustained static gaze Oblivious to surroundings Empty, strained, unmoving eyes Introverted, paralyzed A burning mass of emotions denied Enraged by
I'm a carnal, organic anagram Human flesh instead of written letters I rearrange my pathetic tissue I incise, I replace, I'm reformed I eradicate the
Subdued and repressed, a son of the vortex in faceless progress Coaxing, tugging, grinding so elevated, so God Refit this vessel of confusion to bring
Come and hear my twisted lies The way I bend and falsify A master of deception User of an untrue smile A rapist of the truth Adapting it to fit my cause
I'm the shallow, the superficial I'm the common man Faithless, narrow minded Indifferent, impassive A sycophantic leech Tantamount to disintegrity I'
We're the carriers of a new anomaly Fold, unfold, bend, shift color Always turning our backs to the wind Deaf to the inner voices screaming Purpose,
[Music:Fredrik Thordendal; Lyric:Tomas Haake] A STALE ORGANIC CAGE. INCARCERATION. I'M IN THE STRANGER: ME. (LOST IN CORPOREAL INANITY) THE USER OF
[Music:Fredrik Thordendal; Lyric:Tomas Haake] Corridor of chameleons We're the carriers of a new anomaly; Fold, unfold. Bend, shift color. Always turning
[Music:M?rten Hagstr?m; Lyric:Tomas Haake] Assembled from dead incompatible pieces; Livid fragments regenerated. Decomposing bits of organic matter,
[Music:M?rten Hagstr?m; Lyric:M?rten Hagstr?m] Subdued and repressed. A son of the vortex in faceless progress, coaxing, tugging, grinding. So elevated
[Music:Fredrik Thordendal, M?rten Hagstr?m; Lyric:Tomas Haake] I'M A CARNAL, ORGANIC ANAGRAM. HUMAN FLESH INSTEAD OF WRITTEN LETTERS. I REARRANGE MY
[Music:Jens Kidman, M?rten Hagstr?m; Lyric:Tomas Haake] Come and hear my twisted lies, the way I bend and falsify A master of deception, user of an
[Music:Fredrik Thordendal, Tomas Haake; Lyric:Tomas Haake] A sustained static gaze, oblivious to surroundings. Empty, strained, unmoving eyes; Inverted
[Music:Fredrik Thordendal; Lyric:Tomas Haake] I'M THE SHALLOW, THE SUPERFICIAL. I'M THE COMMON MAN. FAITHLESS, NARROW MINDED, INDIFFERENT, IMPASSIVE
