Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Chain Smoking, artist - Coalesce. Album song Give Them Rope - Reissue, in the genre Метал
Date of issue: 21.11.2011
Record label: Relapse
Song language: English
Chain Smoking |
Fairy tales of fire |
More trials of strength |
And tribulations that mean life or death for us all here |
You are boring me |
Solutions not emotion |
Emotion not declarations |
I’m repeating nothing. |
I’m caring not |
Save the tired cliche’s for the already converted |
Poetic licenses have been severely strained |
Kill that albatross for it’s not of truth |
It speaks of eternal life without sacrifice |
Kill that fucker there’s no wrath to follow |
It’s godless and it’s incoherent |
And it’s still in the flesh |
I can not see it one commitment linking revolving worlds |
And that’s all you are, a politician |
Too much grey stop it, there’s too much |
No cut and dry truth to be had |
Black and white’s long been nonexistent, so i part my way |
Kill that fucker, there’s no wrath to follow |
It’s godless, it’s incoherent and it’s in the flesh |
Kill it. |
So what is the point anyway? |
You do not give a fuck about people |
And god takes care of his own |
Let’s drag them into the streets |
Death to all carnivores and vivisectors |
And don’t stop there |
Don’t stop with names like fag and nigga |
By your own word we are all gods |
And everyone anyone might think undesirable deserves death |
Sin doesn’t exist anymore, we are merely animals |
Kill the albatross for it’s not of truth |
It speaks of eternal life without sacrifice |
Kill that fucker there’s no wrath to follow |
It’s godless and it’s incoherent |
And it’s still in the flesh |
I can not see it one commitment linking revolving worlds |
So I part my way |
She’ll shake herself free of us soon enough |
And nothing will have mattered |
He’s coming a second time |
One last time then it’s just a matter of how long it will be |
Before we are considered a find |
Another artifact in the dips and rises of civilization |
But still it has turned into a commodity and i listened to you |
Every last one and still i ate it all. |
I believed it all, now i just hate it all |
I’ve never been so conceited to think that our fate doesn’t lie in god |
So ask me again if i care |
I’m not for sale but i’m still coming after you and i am collecting |