生 Conform 死 - O.D.D lyrics

Choke Choke on the stale air A coffin for a peon Boxed in These walls to a tomb without a kingdom to behold of the corpse of a king of old What's my treasure to behold, when I wander the grove? Sanctity eluded, of a life that's been deluded Seal me away A coffin we call a life A crutch of the mind What will I see when I die? The cold hard truth of a worthless life I've been prone to lose myself in these halls These spirits haunt these walls I call home A treasure trove of times I've lost myself here I fear the worst is yet to come Reigning over the world by the tips of their fingers Coded and stored Backed up the words that you couldn't before No back left of the mummified corpse I'm rotting away Isn't it Ironic that we have more than kings ever had Still crying over the blessed life we have As If everything the world has to offer isn't enough I hope you suffocate on the air, you consume so much