1. THE INVENTION OF HATRED

Am I the invention of hatred?
Or was hatred born in me?
Life delivered by indifference
Callous to suffering
Progress that is fueled without purpose
An engine of entropy
Built with detail yet still left heartless
Like a machine
Some accept that there is no point
But we still learn to survive
Death's the only means that we have to move on and refine

The truth appears to be empty
We face chaos and entropy (x2)

A seemingly cruel process leaving us with so much pain
And even one small moment of pleasure is from countless hours of misery
The invention of hatred

The truth appears to be empty
We face chaos and entropy (x2)

Am I the invention of hatred?
Or was hatred born in me?
Life delivered by indifference
Callous to suffering
You can remove good and evil
But we're still left with the burden of sorrow
It would be battle if there were even two sides at war
The invention of hatred

The truth appears to be empty
We face chaos and entropy (x2)

Chaos
Chaos and entropy


2. BLEED OUT

I am surrounded by the people
That are constantly talking about death and hell
But few of there privileged masses
Can even say that they have been there
Clothed in fake beauty and armed with entitlement,
Rotting on the inside
Nothing we devour can rid of pain,
Nothing we prepare for will ever eliminate death

I have seen a child die
Bleed out
In need of a simple hand
While i was only steps away

I would not wish these images
Upon even my greatest enemy
The battle remains in our minds
As hell resides in my memories

I was only steps away
Held back by my fear

Bleed out while we sit and stare
Bleed out held back by our fears

The hope in all of this is death,
The one thing we innately fear
We will one day rest
Because this body will no longer exist
No longer exist

Bleed out while we sit and stare
Bleed out held back by our fears


3. REST IN THE ARMS OF PARALYZED BEAST

Guilt and fear have led us to believe
It's comforting to think someones in control
Even if it is one of our enemies
So long as their is some type of order to follow
Something to fight against
But our minds well never be free
Until we accept there is no such thing

Rest in the arms of a paralyzed beast
Full speed ahead on an unguided ship

Turbulent waters take us to new places
Be utterly frightened until you can quiver no more
And only then will peace set it

Rest in the arms of a paralyzed beast
Full speed ahead on an unguided ship

The answer to our questions
Is one that few of us accept

We cling to stories instead of unbiased history
As our means to explain what we are unwilling to face

We search for a simple answer
To beauty before we embrace
The deeper truth that unwinds through complexities

Intricacy is the saving grace
To an otherwise sadistic creation
Each twist and turn
Providing reason for a savage past

Turning mercilessness antiquity
Into unimaginable anticipation
And only then will peace set it

Rest in the arms of a paralyzed beast
Full speed ahead on an unguided ship