Mud Lyrics

Ramp Mud

I feel the movement...The underneath that lies...So still on the surface...

Floating in this powered stench...our blind contempt Facing one more time a brand new...Rusted old event

Repeated pages ...Repeated signs Renewed rotten courageous slime

Still we can't face the fact...Still we deny...to be:

Cowards...Selfish...Liars Double- Faced... Mires

We argue things...We build alibis In systematic keen...In pale sorrow of resign...resign

Silence breeds violence x4

Mud We drown ourselves inside this Mud Chorus We numb ourselves inside this Mud

So the slush is growing higher So the dirt is feeding fire So the filth will build our pyre

The tragedy ...Of someone else The common recipe of our social health

The simple art ...Of complication The choking tumor of our hollow conversations

Cowards...Selfish...Liars Double- Faced... Mires

Mud x4

Chorus I hear the silence ...Scraping in my head I hear the silence ...Scraping...Scraping...Scraping...Scraping