Songtext von Light The Shortening Fuse

Blinded, gagged and bound by confirmation On this premise we iterate a lie Why will stay unasked They know, we know, it doesn't matter Barren hollow words, no information We're led to believe in self-applied deceit This trope of ignorance, disinformation Made to confuse, to light the shortened fuse Wading through the rubble of ideologies Cherry-picking madness to the gospel of suckers Sustenancе for the greatest of idеas Life is a machine, it will cater to me Bow, serve, comply Bared teeth, the lesson is complete The stench of strange raw meat Draw acolytes to feast Rotting thoughts the treat So who came up with your ideas Before you spat them out like they were yours Play the pawn, knowing where hope lies Where it goes to die