Cerca Trova Lyrics

The lies, the schemes, the game to feed their greed

Denial and thieves, hail the rhetoric beast

The prize, the fear, bow to the media's thrill

Expect the silent bullet, defile your neck

Oh!

Experimental test of illusion

Feeling in control, but it ain't true

Nothing random, planning is crucial

What the fuck is real?

Narrative, spin your webs

History is written by the victors

Murdering and suffering

Valiantly justified on screen

What about the in-between?

Truth pronounced dead at the scene!

Hear my confession

Expendable we are

Like sheep to the slaughter

Trained to fall in line

Promise me to fend the lies and chase the truth despite the target on your back

Washing the blood on their hands

Diverting attention

Arrested by default again, a threat to slit my words in darkness, will anyone hearken!? Some much for being right!

Obscuris vera involvens!

Translation: "the truth being enveloped by obscure things"

Hear my confession

Truth comes at a price

The sentence of martyrs

Don't be afraid to pry

Hear my confession

Expendable we are

Like sheep to the slaughter

Don't be afraid to pry

Hunted by fear, don't, give up the faith to break them, may you muster strength to draw your inked blade to slay

Witness the crafting of meaning and all that you see