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Slumped in the hall of modern culture In silence I behold Frustrated psychos rant and rave Gone are those times when revolutions Led by intellectuals Subverted certainties for grace I need to stay alive To shape the archetype Define the undefined A demiurge at war Breaking laws and painting outside the frame I mark old grounds with my new trace Forever disobey Pissing on the score that cages my dare I forge the soundtrack of your decay A sweet melody of disgrace will blow you cunts away Fuck you Dried is the pen as much as the inkwell Affected by a creative drought And blank remains the parchment Once florid land of beauty Deaf, take refuge in chromatic illusions To hide the emptiness Letras de cancionesSelf-styled composers basely sell smoke while I need to stay alive To shape the archetype Define the undefined A demiurge at war Breaking laws and painting outside the frame I mark old grounds with my new trace Forever disobey Pissing on the score that cages my dare I forge the soundtrack of your decay A sweet melody of disgrace will blow you cunts away Art is a serious thing You can't dishonour it And let your name live forever Come earn your fame through the highest sacrifice Come immolate your life Breaking laws and painting outside the frame I mark old grounds with my new trace Forever disobey Pissing on the score that cages my dare I forge the soundtrack of your decay A sweet melody of disgrace will blow you cunts away Forever disobey A sweet melody of disgrace will blow you bastards away From Letras Mania