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This corpse, our temple

We fill up with falsehood

Our husk, we mutilate

In pursuit of fulfillment

Selfishness, we drive

Piloted by delusions

There is no fulfillment

In the iron that rusts away

Life consumed in madness

We give ourselves to death

Imposing inevitability

Numb the pain, numb the ache

'Oh God, where's the end?

Oh God, where's my sign?'

'Oh God, where's the end?

Oh God, where's my sign?'

Devoted to easements

Pleasures that always fade

We give ourselves to death

Numb the shame, numb the dread

'Oh God, where's the end?

Oh God, where's my sign?'

'Oh God, where's the end?

Oh God, where's my sign?'

Obsession

Desensitized

Abhorrent reality

Children born of wrath

Imperfection, deficit

Reguilded by process

Numbing the dread

Of the inevitable

Becoming passive

Into dorcelessness

'Oh God, where's the end?

Oh God, where's my sign?

Oh God, the boiling anger

That clings to my heart'

'Oh God, where's the end?

Oh God, where's my sign?

Oh God, the boiling anger

That clings to my heart'