Torn lyrics

Wisdom has become clouded pumped with the bile Of this insular trash culture Dead state laying awake Gorging on the boundless Dead state laying awake Inculcating life as bound Lethargic conscious being Gorging on the boundless Captives of envy to possess the material icons A subtly created prison with no...walls. Ravenous synergy of time held circles Of imperical dimensions Blind, torn, ruptured and broken Enslaved by the tyranny of suspicion.