Meshuggah

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1. QUALMS OF REALITY

Redundant cruelty
Children are shoveled into enclosed solitude
In lack of value cause by minor defects
Each one an unsuitability
Outside the publics field of vision

Left to die on a bed of concrete
While the rich swallows ostentation
Distorted minds screaming for consolation
The vanity of convenience rules the world

Locked up
Who cares about rights
So what
If the world's a bit rude
The prosperous
Pay to keep it concealed
Leaving problems untouched because of fear

Abondoned lives
Hundreds in a room, staring with empty swollen eyes
Mutilated possibilities
Enslaved by insanity

The belligerent arrogance of the leaders
Strangles the subjecteds right
To a childhood of safety
Nightmares but for real for ever engraved
In the minds of lost infancies

Shut out
From this dying world of calumny
Infanticide
A thousand souls a day flows away with the breeze

Living corpses, breathing lungs filled with disease
Underdeveloped twisted thoughts, trying to understand
Unfairly secluded by the prevailing injustices
That pushes this mentally ill world
Over the edge of acceptance

Locked up
Who cares about rights
So what
If the world's a bit rude
The prosperous
Pay to keep it concealed
Leaving problems untouched because of fear

Death inside, without reach-their freedom. Bound to feel, within-
Illness floating. Souls in penury, soon to fade out-aggravation in
Charge...bemoan oppression, extensive carnage behind walls of
Uncertainty, we'll realise as the floods of insight come down




2. WE'LL NEVER SEE THE DAY

Justice runed by eternal travesty
Bloodcurdling hammer soon to be released
Stalking brutality tomorrow we will see
The unjustified agony unleashed

Strangling superstitious braces
Rampage overboard
Remoted deathmasks have no faces
We only see the cord

Lead to pathes and alleys
Chosened by a treacherous source
Squeeze the odds down to our last days
To summon up their force

Folded to pernicious chambers
Pounded by the walls disappear noone remembers
Nobody hear our calls

Ruthless saints prey upon us
The society of friends
They are the wounds we are the pus
No matter how i ends

Maimed and left to putrefy
Betrayed by society
Indiscreet left to die
Filled with indignity

We will come to grief
By this irrational democracy
What's a life worth for humanity
Nothing more than justice by insanity

Utilization, covetousness
A voracious mouth to feed
Fatal greed engraves our death
Chokes our possibilities

We are the children of this devastating science
We are the lost till the end
We are the victims who knows who is lying
Forgotten we are dying

We are dying

We'll never see the day
We'll never see the day
We'll never see the day
We'll never see the day