Under the law of life there is no escape
As we're condemned to stare
At the sun's reflection in mud
Worship power
A sick heaven of fucking sedative smiles.
CH: And I'm homesick for hell.
Under the law of light there's no fucking escape
It's a black sun, the fake gold
It swallows and crushes through absolute emptiness
Distort the sun
Distort heaven.
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