Some are born without a purpose
Other than prolonged demise in ornate ways
Most of the time it's pathetic, quick and useless
And good neighbours don't bother digging up the graves
It's rows upon rows of kings, whores and pawns
And the storm is rolling
The vengeful and the bitter reach out for their fix
Rebels never realized that their angst was a mockery
Every empire
Every nation
Every tribe
Thought it would end
In a bit more decent way
It is an unlikely alliance of assorted failures
The clenched teeth, the vinegar down the veins
A stylish pit right next to Judas, Brutus and Cassius
Every empire
Every nation
Every tribe
Thought it would end
In a bit more decent way
Every ruler
Every seer
Will chew on this ruin
And repeat ad nauseam
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:52.055]Some are born without a purpose
[00:58.557]Other than prolonged demise in ornate ways
[01:04.733]Most of the time it's pathetic, quick and useless
[01:11.362]And good neighbours don't bother digging up the graves
[01:17.397]It's rows upon rows of kings, whores and pawns
[01:26.596]And the storm is rolling
[01:30.353]The vengeful and the bitter reach out for their fix
[01:36.866]Rebels never realized that their angst was a mockery
[01:41.667]
[01:59.857]Every empire
[02:04.542]Every nation
[02:07.785]Every tribe
[02:12.572]Thought it would end
[02:17.448]In a bit more decent way
[02:47.372]It is an unlikely alliance of assorted failures
[03:15.441]The clenched teeth, the vinegar down the veins
[03:26.620]A stylish pit right next to Judas, Brutus and Cassius
[03:42.100]Every empire
[03:46.899]Every nation
[03:50.238]Every tribe
[03:54.957]Thought it would end
[03:59.807]In a bit more decent way
[04:12.580]Every ruler
[04:15.767]Every seer
[04:19.367]Will chew on this ruin
[04:28.622]And repeat ad nauseam
Some are born without a purpose
Other than prolonged demise in ornate ways
Most of the time it's pathetic, quick and useless
And good neighbours don't bother digging up the graves
It's rows upon rows of kings, whores and pawns
And the storm is rolling
The vengeful and the bitter reach out for their fix
Rebels never realized that their angst was a mockery
Every empire
Every nation
Every tribe
Thought it would end
In a bit more decent way
It is an unlikely alliance of assorted failures
The clenched teeth, the vinegar down the veins
A stylish pit right next to Judas, Brutus and Cassius
Every empire
Every nation
Every tribe
Thought it would end
In a bit more decent way
Every ruler
Every seer
Will chew on this ruin
And repeat ad nauseam
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:52.055]Some are born without a purpose
[00:58.557]Other than prolonged demise in ornate ways
[01:04.733]Most of the time it's pathetic, quick and useless
[01:11.362]And good neighbours don't bother digging up the graves
[01:17.397]It's rows upon rows of kings, whores and pawns
[01:26.596]And the storm is rolling
[01:30.353]The vengeful and the bitter reach out for their fix
[01:36.866]Rebels never realized that their angst was a mockery
[01:41.667]
[01:59.857]Every empire
[02:04.542]Every nation
[02:07.785]Every tribe
[02:12.572]Thought it would end
[02:17.448]In a bit more decent way
[02:47.372]It is an unlikely alliance of assorted failures
[03:15.441]The clenched teeth, the vinegar down the veins
[03:26.620]A stylish pit right next to Judas, Brutus and Cassius
[03:42.100]Every empire
[03:46.899]Every nation
[03:50.238]Every tribe
[03:54.957]Thought it would end
[03:59.807]In a bit more decent way
[04:12.580]Every ruler
[04:15.767]Every seer
[04:19.367]Will chew on this ruin
[04:28.622]And repeat ad nauseam
Behold the high order abstractors
and engineers alike
The virtuous, the chaste
Weaving new layers of oblivion
Behold the kings
and leaders of men
Warl...
Between the damned,
the pissed and the outright insane
Grand architects of failure,
sculptors of loss
No golden thrones to follow
No shrines of solace...
Repent!
Repent, for the Lord has risen high and proud.
His chariot drawn by rats and vultures,
and adorned with heads of skeptics.
Yes, the Lord is on...
There is a style in total denial
A certain elegance of fear
Hesychasm is so much convenient
With the desert within ourselves
Stray dogs lead disciples...
A guardless weapon of delusion
Forged of a mirage of inherent transcendence
In the tangled mechanisms of life itself
As the curtain is being unraveled...
Have ye courage, o my brethren?
The signs are everywhere.
Some did not see it coming,
others refused to see.
I can feel it in the tingle of the air,
i...
Blessed be the tailors
The masks are cut to fit
Blessed be the woodworkers
The crosses and the gallows
Blessed be the forgers of iron
Blessed be the s...
We hold an honorary degree in natural science
For stratigraphy of rock bottom
The layers were aplenty, as above, so below
But mostly below
The researc...