~ Through Smudged Lenses ~

Let no one be themselves
Turn of the century lies not within the others
Turn on the watchful eye
The blindness ends tonight
Shelter for the shattered in unison we strive
Dare to disassociate and cut the binds that tie
Abstractualize further
To the ends of facts and foe
Will it out of meaning as silence speaks the [bad word] 

I want to hear you scream
I want to see you...
Stand atop the patheon of fiction and your failure
Grasping for a hiding place among indifferent stones
brief reflection it sets the soul apart
No selection
It tears our world apart

These walls are protecting us
Burn them to the ground
This haven of refuge
Burn it to the ground

So smudge the lens a little
Muffle the voice
Phase out of sound a while
And let it go

Citizens of choice in a twilight world of your design
Left to our devices we stumble on

Burn it to the ground
No firewall will save you
Burn it to the ground

I want to hear you scream
I want to hear you scream

Take me to the keep and bare the darkest void
Thousandfold the agony of silenced screams alone
Tune right out of static
Exorcise the dark 
How else can we move on

I want to hear you scream
I want to see you die

All Music by: Henrikkson, Sundin; Lyrics by: Stanne
taken from the album "Character" 2005