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• Artiste: Beneath The Massacre
• Titre: The Wasteland
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Knee deep in the blood of our peers, it's already too late, there is no turning back Oblivious to our actions Conditioned lifestyle leading to our extinction Knee deep in the blood of our peers, it's already too late, there is no turning back Oblivious to our actions Conditioned lifestyle Behold our kingdom, our failure, our wasteland Breathing; we fake living this life every day We are prisoners of our own laws, our own mind, forced-fed mind... We live in intellectual starvation We fear what we can't understand Deny, what we cannot bare, comprehend and respect We found comfort in denial Comfort in denial Behold our kingdom, our wasteland, our failure... Fear is our common denominator Breathing; we fake living this life every day We are prisoners of our own laws, our own mind, forced-fed mind... In Manicnaeism we found faith In wars, we found security In wars, we found complacency In violence, we found peace We found comfort in denial Constant quest for a new enemy to prevent self destruction Rude awakening from your sweetest dream - this is not over yet Holding silence for so long and embrace the tragedy Living in constant escapism: comforting isn't it? Knee deep in the blood of our peers, it's already too late, there is no turning back Oblivious of our actions Conditioned lifestyle leading to our extinction Knee deep in the blood of our peers, it's already too late, there is no turning back Oblivious of our actions Conditioned lifestyle (Thanks to Will for these lyrics)