Winteryear Lyrics - Singles - Lash Out

(dedicated to Abhinanda) 

A winteryear, five years before the future 

Just after the end of history 

There's a headless vulcano 

Couloring the sidewalk 

Its smile is cut off 

The sewer drinks its altarwine 

The penis penetrates 

The modern virginity 

In the castle 

Of humanity 

In civilisation halls 

Empty words echoes between the walls 

As champagne swills down dried throats 

Dance to the songs of living dead 

They knock at your splintered doors 

Stripped dignity 

A creature rapes itself 

Here falls the belief 

In humanity 

Men weep and women die 

Men breed and women sleep 

The library goes up in flames 

Nothing left but trivial remains 

Lines drawn with greedy perfection 

The words is on the phone - an infection 

The gun lights itself a cigarette 

To celebrate the loss 

I rather live for something 

Than die for nothing 

If the river runs nearby 

Don't count me in