Songtext von Bathos And The Iconoclast

Bathos and its dilettantes, bow down to the iconoclast for it's all been Done before and i yearn to break the symmetry of you all* "we but yen to suffocate in this box," so they pride, stumbling towards the Morgue, clutching their instruments. worthless clichés are their lives, so why Won't they die? Dive deep into the shallow grave dug by the hands of fools, but live not by Their simplicities, their precepts nor their rules. Bathos and its dilettantes - mere copies of mere copies of mere copies of Absolute horseshit.