Death Cult of Denial Lyrics

What is sacred is a wing over your head

All I want is everything that I can get

Hold your horses but it's better if we run

Whoever beats the drum

The last hit of the drum

To wake you up, cause you are sleepwalking this place

Believing the charade

Around us is the everlasting smell of burning thyme

Where the ocean turned to brine

The lesser evil, is the devil's incarnation

Step by step we succumb to infestation

Imagination is billed in monthly fees

Whoever killed the trees

The last sting of the bees

Feeling the instincts, that we never had

We're gods of building, that are tearing down instead

Sit back and listen, it only takes a while

To come down from denial

The Death Cult of Denial

To wake you up, cause you are sleepwalking this place

Believing the charade

Uprooted, and left in the sun

Deluded, a life in the wrong

Uprooted, and left in the sun

Deluded, a life in the wrong