Severed
Three men out at sea
Three men came aboard my ship
And took my true love from me
I couldn't believe
She wanted to leave
She wanted to leave
I've loved you so long
Since you were a child
I've cared for your every need
I've tried to make you smile
When all the while
You wanted to leave
You wanted to leave
Go gather the guns
We'll blast them at sea
She begged for me not to shoot
For "my true love is here with me
I've never loved thee
And now I must leave
And now I must leave"
So go fetc
The Death of Passion
"I know what it wants now... the void has swallowed
the light and the machine wants my soul"
The media machine knows what to do
It knows how to feed the poison to you
Useless information for your useless little lives
The tv lies and pacifies
Do you believe everything you see?
Children of the void come follow me
Denounce your faith and penance the savior is unseen
I am the new drug, your poison godmachine... poison
Poison godmachine
Poison is a word, God is a word used for fear
In subtlety we obey through ink and broadcast wave
The doubts and fears that shadow media decay
Deprogram this affliction and the cathode ray unclean
I am the last nail, the empty soulless screen... soulless
Poison godmachine
And we eat the poison, we created the poison godmachine