Splitbelly
Floating Factory
If I could've found an answer to all our little problemsA simple procedure to open up and solve themThese messages moving on, up and through ranks ofThis impossible dreamlike armyI could've set it down and walked a mile in your crooked footstepsBut I'd rather walk along at my own paceThan suck the life out of this temporal placeBreathe along within our armySilently passiveNever thought of as aggressiveI feel as though I've been floating in thisEndless diary of what you called my greatest follySorted through it again and againCalloused skin from the inside outMy factory floating in my headNo freedom from this aggressive placeWhy does the path you chose need to involve meIt's insult to injuryWe're preaching to a powerless choirAnd still we find ourselves oppressedCouldn't you find another to botherIncorporation of our floating army loomsLet the feeding frenzy begin upon your wilted skinAnd take the breath from a peaceful sinners smileYou should've found a better route to followAll the angst and the hatred becomes hard to swallowWhen things turn aroundAnd your wall crumbles downAnd my army will invadeI smell victory
From Letras Mania