Testo Miscarriage

The language of the lie

Barbed and callous tongues shall lick

Behind the thinnest doors

A web of falsehood so unfolds


Humility

(Pride dissected, maliciously)

A mockery

Bonds dissolve in endless mimicry



Cruelly illuminated

Subject of shallow spectacle
Inherent weaknesses revealed

Contact withers to a lull



Once perfect pictures,

Now stained with fingerprints

Tragedy fucks jealously

The human heartstrings bend and break



Vultures with human eyes

Can you feel them circling?

Prey on tender moments

The failures of purest dream



Our selfish means

Are the means to this fucking end

A knife for every spine

Of every man



Nails scratching into the flesh

Until the fibers are broken

Something's got to give



[solo]



The bottoms of bottles

No longer ease the pain

And the bathroom mirror

Reflects the face of autonomy



Man must invert

Internalize the pain

Sequence replays in the mind

The human heartstrings bend and break



Vultures with human eyes

Can you feel them circling?

Prey on tender moments

The failures of purest dream



Our selfish means

Are the means to this fucking end

A knife for every spine

Of every man... of every man



Lot of the ugly answers

Lie somewhere in between

Intrinsic disregard

The burden of weakness



They're sharpening!

The knives are always sharpening

A life now stained with fingerprints

Something's got to give