YOB - Doom #2 lyrics

Inside the anger grows From words made up of dust The false leaped from the breath of centuries Tearing our lives apart Worlds below sleep in ignorance With dissention from the skies Ma** daily chanting gleam of madness In their eyes Decadence within the law Wage destruction on the void Devour all that's held as sacred Fools will feast well tonight While they lived With dissention from the skies Worlds below sleep in ignorance Of their demise To be gods in lies Constant race we have to find the cure for the misery Eden's fall, fall from grace Imaginary Disgrace Take the pills To erase the pain Subliminal it's so obscene Confusion rules As we try to find the cure For the misery Ride out on the desert To do battle with the mind Afraid of what I'll find Afraid of what I will find Disenchanted-sell what is meant to be free Take for granted-the eternal truth of the whole Cannot live in these golden chains prison in disguise The world engulfed in flames fuels the wretched false Perpetuate the dream I will awake the sleeper within