Songtext von Momolith

Perception colored by death Of a loved one, of a friend Conception choked at the hinge When did this become the end? Mercy, mercy Kneel at the base of our monolith And pray its faceless grey plains choose blindness To bet on anything less To bet on your dog to win Finicky sleight of hand Convince the spectators that you can't Show off hollow accomplishments Contention, cold sacrilege Colder still for giving in Mercy, mercy Kneel at the base of our conduit And pray its faceless grey plains choose blindness