Our world of data is perverted by obscurantism
The usurper of definitions theorists of the warning
Avant-garde whistleblowers become pernicious tormentors
Ignorance turns to skepticism rewarded by the wounds of decay
I don't play safe
You never been to theses places
Just saying
Foundations on basics thoughts
Ditching on the facts
Ditching on the facts
Reputation by the classics
A rusty beacon submerged by a sea of shit
Graphic waste age
Swing on the ledge
This is a set
You tick all the boxes
Witches know which way to cut the apple
Your church has solid foundations
But the wooden roof remains
Vulnerable
Vulnerable
At the sight of a new era a new cult will take place on the same site
New cult
Same site
The dust of our bones will cement the walls
I don't play safe
You never been to theses places
Just saying
Foundations on basics thoughts
Ditching on the facts
Reputation by the classics
A rusty beacon submerged by a sea of shit
Graphic waste age
Swing on the ledge
This is a set
You tick all the boxes
Swing on the edge
The dust of our bones will cement the walls
Periodt
Balance on the edge
The dust of our bones will cement the walls
Balance on the edge
The dust of our bones will cement the walls
All hail the idol
A new one rise to fall