Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Artist's Decay, artist - Eye of the Enemy.
Date of issue: 10.10.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
The Artist's Decay |
I’ve tasted love before |
But never in service of scabbing a cheek |
And I’ve purged my flaws |
By drinking the genes of the meek |
Tear away, melt away |
Bulwarks of reinforced distaste |
Lay prostrate, suffocate |
Choke on the causal remains |
Of a wolf made deranged |
Never unheard, always the first on the scene |
Extant from the herd, sheltered by propriety |
(I've tasted love before |
But never in service of scabbing a cheek |
And I’ve purged my flaws |
By drinking the genes of the meek) |
Protest |
Process |
Protect progress, it’s a warning |
Moses blooms undue |
You’ll either consume or undo |
It’s love in the age of dismay |
Born of the artist’s decay |
I’ve tasted mud before |
You tricked me, you waited until I was weak |
And force fed me the floor |
With your boots, behind my teeth |
You listen to me, to what I reveal |
Truth is a concept that God can repeal |
I AM A GOD |
I AM YOUR GOD |
I AM ELATION UNFOLDED |
ANGER BEHELD |
SADNESS |
REVULSION |
LOVE |
HUMAN EVOLVED |
Protest |
Process |
Protect progress, it’s a warning |
Moses blooms undue |
You’ll either consume or undo |
It’s love in the age of dismay |
Born of the artist’s decay |
Never say nothing’s changed |
I am the reason that seasons leave lesions on oceans and seas |
Nothing ventured, apoplectic |
Wise to tie your failure to providence |
Bitch |
Nothing gained, apathetic |
Just happy to salt the soil |
My machines need oil |
My machines need oil |
Get grinding grief |
My machines need oil |
Dredge up what’s kept beneath |
My machines need oil |