Bury My Sins Follow The Patron
in between yearning and slavery we're the seed of
remembrance!
Like a wheel turning on the spot, like fury faded away!
Today's black death,
it's an unseen wound,
it's time to pay the price for our lust!
Senseless progress leads us to death,
I call it narcotic but you think it's a breath,
senseless destruction I can't ignore,
just follow the patron, I think he is a whore!
We're tumbling like flies burned by the golden light,
he locked all our goals! but not my eyes!
Senseless progress leads us to death,
I call it narcotic but you think it's a breath,
senseless destruction I can't ignore,
just follow the patron, I think he is a whore!