[Verse 1]
These are the pictures
These are the feelings from the frontline
Living in silence
Feeling the deafness like heavy smoke
Smiling with strangers
Counting the days
Like a spring coiled up inside
Welcome to your future
Welcome to your book of lies
[Bridge 1]
Fingers crawl through pages
Nothing changes living here
[Chorus 1]
Inertia, no wish to move at all
Inertia, everything's a stone wall
Inertia, history lets you die
[Verse 2]
A raged pile of silent accusers
Smell the blood of strangers here
No eyes, no ears, no smell, no taste
The mouth of the maggot is
Full of this place
These are the pictures
These are the feelings from the frontline
Living in silence
Feeling the deafness like heavy smoke
Smiling with strangers
Counting the days
Like a spring coiled up inside
Welcome to your future
Welcome to your book of lies
[Bridge 1]
Fingers crawl through pages
Nothing changes living here
[Chorus 1]
Inertia, no wish to move at all
Inertia, everything's a stone wall
Inertia, history lets you die
[Verse 2]
A raged pile of silent accusers
Smell the blood of strangers here
No eyes, no ears, no smell, no taste
The mouth of the maggot is
Full of this place
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