Captive To The Creation Testo

This is what you want!
I see the level
It's the surface that you hunt.
And Now I wait til you fools starve.
This is the wild and don't you fucking forget it.
The tone in your voice bears a scar
Your carcass that I'll carve.
An example to you all
You need to change
And focus on what's happening. I'll eat, I'll clean, I'll take it to nothing
Because nothing is free.
I'll eat, I'll clean, I'll take it to nothing
Because nothing is free.
Nothing is free
Man oh where do I begin...
When common sense in common men are rarer than their sins.
Can we take a breath
I'm finding it hard to breathe
It's not as simple as it seems.
Maybe I should have searched a little farther than what's laying at my feet.
We've taken a God reduced him to fit in our soft hands.
This worship is an addiction and we exalt at the altar.
It’s a shrine to our sense of despair.
We are unaware.
This worship is an addiction and we exalt at the altar in despair.
We are bored therefore we occupy.
Desensitised to how much is consumed.
Man oh where do I begin...
When common sense in common men are rarer than their sins. Rest for worse days to come.
They'll take away your toys and see the man that you have become.
The stimulus must be constant
Content must be ever changing
We are Captive to creation.
Captive to creation.