rainbow

Dead Poetic - The corporate enthusiast

Tekst :

The corporate beast has got me. I’ve fallen in the trap.
This beast it feeds on me. I’m never coming back.

You’ve sucked the truth out of me. Abolished honesty.
I can’t escape, it’s got me. Independence dying slowly.

Welcome to the Machine
Welcome to the Machine
It’s eating me alive.
Welcome to the Machine
Welcome to the Machine
Sell out your life or die.

In pursuit of your polished altars, you dream in presidents.
Sell your god, sell your faith, and market prices rising fast.

I never asked for this. My intentions were pure.
I never meant to enlist in the corporate music war.

Welcome to the Machine
Welcome to the Machine
It’s eating me alive.
Welcome to the Machine
Welcome to the Machine
Sell out your life or die.

Your world is painted mint green.
You believe green is everything.

This machine has taken me away.
This machine has got me.

The corporate beast has got me. I’ve fallen in the trap.
This beast it feeds on me. I’m never coming back.

Welcome to the Machine
Welcome to the Machine
It’s eating me alive.
Welcome to the Machine
Welcome to the Machine
Sell out your life or die.

Inne utwory

  • Arlington arms
  • Bury the difference
  • Tell myself goodbye
  • A hoax to live for
  • New medicines
  • Taste the red hands
  • Modern morbid prophecies
  • Molotov
  • A green desire
  • Dimmer light
  • The dreamclub murders
  • Stereo child
  • August Winterman
  • In Coma
  • Bliss tearing eyes
  • Vanus empty
  • Losowe utwory

    Intoxicados

    Me Encuentro Inconsciente Y Ahora,
    No Se Porque Dame Solo Un
    Poco Yo Quiero Un Dulce Mas Alrededor De Mi La Arena,
    SE ESFUMO LAS PIEDRAS SE DERRITEN LA
    LLAMA SE EXPANDIO EN MEDIO DE ESTE
    MUNDO ME SIENTO,
    COMO UN ANIMAL ME ALIMENTO...

    Read and weep

    Those words on the shelf Not giving me any help at all Disguised
    as my guide Won t lead me anywhere
    Dictate what to feel They re trying to make it all look real As
    if I don t know What you re trying
    to do Every page That I m turning It s...

    Malone lives

    I wanna grow up to be a funky Euripides,
    the fly on the street, the beat, bat the breeze, what,
    the ease, what release, to be or to be not and see not and hear not... come on.
    It’s not that a big of a deal,

    To be young

    Young boy you done me bad I went and did ya wrong
    Young boy you done me bad I went and did ya wrong
    Then I got high lord I got high and I got a bone to pick with you

    And I’m sure you know it’s true

    Oh one day when you’re looking...

    Christ denied

    Congregation congregated in his house of god
    Entombed by their almighty savior
    Revelations misinterpreted ignite his flame
    Removed from the human equation

    Retreat to death in burning flesh
    His dead disciples and their son of god
    Incineration of their prophecy
    Destroyed in failure

    You re unannounced and you re unobserved
    No longer worshipped in his world
    Apocalypse on insanity
    Self destruction...