Out Of Touch Lyrics - Individual Thought Patterns - Death

Trapped in a lost world of brutality 

So weak are the ones that must rely on shock 

To push this so called force that inspires their call 

To be extreme so it seems is a mental crutch 

To cover up for those that are completely out of touch 

Say what you want, I know the truth when it comes to your kind 

In time we'll see who lasts, in time you will disappear 

Who are you to question my sincerity? 

For now you are high on yourself 

Drowning in your dreams of misguided hope