The Haunted
The Haunted
The Haunted
The Haunted
The Haunted
The Haunted
The Haunted
The Haunted
The Haunted
The Haunted
The Haunted
The Haunted
The Haunted
The Haunted
The Haunted
The path of least resistance
A straight line from here to nowhere
Nothing but silence of mind remains
Standing in line at the guillotine
To be liberated from
The burden of free thought
No sense of consequence - take another bite
Devolve (This might hurt)
Devole (In fact it does hurt)
Devolve (But you've already learnt to like it)
Idiots rule
Zombie parading the trick or treat
Disguised to look human
Dead skin contortionist
Hunger for what you can never be
All that you've ever known - something's missing
Devolve
Devolve
Devolve
"Cut the vein all the way through, to the bone
Have some fun with it, like someone said
Give it some time and let the sedatives and
The euphoria of bloodloss set in
Enjoy that swimming feeling, saviour this."
When the time comes to move
I will deactivate my sense of humanity
These words will be how I wield my hatchet
Do you think you'll see me coming?
From here on out there will be no forgiveness
No further pretense of mutual bonds
You and I have nothing in common
Remember your name and know it will be erased
Devolve
Devolve
Devolve
Devolve