The Amenta - Ego Ergo Sum lyrics

A desperate, yearning nothing Hidden behind the screen, A pissing contest For pointless piss-ants The selfish scrawl Of another septic soul, These are the vapid children Born of the void You are the pit of aching silence In another's sound and fury This is the era Of the desiccated soul A sordid psychic zero So beat your f**ing drum You know you are nothing A character struck dumb Fill the depths with drama Ego ergo sum A flickering cinema screen Ambience of broken neon A who*e's flashy drag Around a monochrome heart When all you have: Plaster cast of stolen psyche Then no ego, just ID Lights, camera, cut A technicolour ejaculate From a cathode ray throat Words without resonance Words learnt by rote Senseless stock sound seeps From paint smeared smiles A rattle of the reel In a dusty, derelict theatre Every word a cliché Stripped from a dimestore romance Where are the swells of strings ? In silence, you dance The selfish scrawl Of another septic soul These are the vapid children Born of the void You are the pit of aching silence In another's sound and fury This is the era Of the desiccated soul You find solace in scripts Just cracked mirror reflections You know you are nothing A character struck dumb Fill the depths with drama Ego ergo sum