lyrics by Nico Struc
Empty the future is found, too certain
Always the time to die, it’s curtains
Never allowed to leave, no learning
Only your memories, they’re burning
If you lose the first one, lose the game
Second doesn’t matter, it’s not the same
Peripheral meaning
Without meaning
Flesh of your skin
They’re gleaning
CHORUS
Killing season within reason
Time of your life spent pleasing
Now is the time to start scheming
Plant the bomb, it’s not treason
CHORUS
Periphal meaning
Without meaning
Flesh of your skin
They’re gleaning
CHORUS
Empty the future is found, too certain
Always the time to die, it’s curtains
Never allowed to leave, no learning
Only your memories, they’re burning
CHORUS