Mortal - STG

Raped by the needle, you rust in vain

Straight into the blood for pleasure pain

Shaken by the thoughts of paranoia

Eyes roll back as you succumb to the void

Spasm body from the sickness within

Mortal pays the price for the needle sin

God in his own mind, in reality nothing

Downfall of mankind — you struggle — you’re weakening

Elemental decay

I’ve got to escape

Destroy then create

Before it’s too late

Mind bent, slave to the industry

You’ll win no battles by claiming defeat

Suppressed by desire — controlled by the times

Art through brutality, we’re prophets of crime

Elemental decay

I’ve got to escape

Destroy then create

Before it’s too late

Benign to be known

We take this fix alone

Take my mortal flesh

Take my mortal soul

Through true love

True hatred is shone

Take my mortal flesh

Take my mortal soul

Damage seems null, but collective it’s fatal

Dwindling life — but clinging and stable

Addicted, dependant — tagged and labeled

You weakened — you fell — no longer a sentinel

Come down from your throne, your reasoning’s blind

Open your eyes to hypodermic sight

Counter-clockwise culture’s holy cloth in disguise

Confess the hideaways — intravenous parasites

Inject and receive, but they never give

They made life a joke no one wants to live

With a string of beads and a crucifix

How’d ya like being that hippie on a stick?

Elemental decay

I’ve got to escape

Destroy then create

Before it’s too late

Benign to be known

We take this fix alone

Take my mortal flesh

Take my mortal soul

Through true love

True hatred is shone

Take my mortal flesh

Take my mortal soul