Age Of Excuse II Letra

So that the hoax can proceed, ever sidewards
A cheaped out incarnation into a shopworn sarx
The  soul congeals into a grimy lump
Substance  of the world, dreary and pale
At the feet of a spirit detached

Between  the grinder and the abattoir
Such are the landscapes of grief
Grayness and glitz
Glitter and gehinnom
Between  tedium and fright
Such is the song of the nether world
The hissing of rats
And the jarring chants of angels

A sacrifice to the gutter gods
Squandered redemption, misplaced grace
As an ailing mole burrowing in Eden
Living breathing downfall

Between the grinder and the abattoir
Such are the landscapes of grief
Grayness and glitz
Glitter and gehinnom
Between tedium and fright
Such is the song of the nether world
The hissing of rats
And the jarring chants of angels

It's a land of sun gone down
In a comical grandeur
A sluggish danse macabre
Hyenas waltzing about
Would a new flood please finally come?
A real rain and an assortment of plagues
And when all is said and done
Even the Devil won't care enough to spit in the mud