Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song White Noise, artist - Lorna Shore. Album song Psalms, in the genre Date of issue: 08.06.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Density, Workhorse
Song language: English
White Noise |
| Misguided Masses |
| Welcome to the age of deception |
| Where all is dismantled in the system, behold |
| We are insignificant a blight in the grand scheme |
| A stain embedded upon history |
| That could never be wiped clean |
| Sugar coating this short lived existence |
| Guiding your eyes from the man behind the curtain |
| All cerebellums under mass control mass control |
| Vapid images, lucid technology |
| Synthetic oppressive force fed disease |
| Crippling mankind straight to their knees |
| Don’t try to control me |
| We are expendable, simply powder and flesh |
| We are forsaken, merely tissue and bone |
| We are dispensable |
| Join my legion or die with the lambs |
| First they wire the system so it thrives, but must die from the inside |
| Engulfed with the virus of ignorance and self pride |
| Seeing all the people how they fester within |
| Wanting and needing the means to resist |
| Detained by the genes that flaw them till they die |
| A culture run on war and a holy man in the sky |
| Watch them as they waste their time |
| Waiting for the day, for the day that they die |
| The blackest days have yet to be seen |
| Mindless cowards you’ll only open your eyes when flesh and blood have been |
| betrayed |
| We’ve been betrayed |
| Death happening right before your eyes |
| I’ve had enough |
| The life we live is but an illusion, a clever scheme |
| Watch as the minute hands pass |
| As they count down to an inevitable end |
| Hound by cataclysm |
| Make way for the age of deception |
| Where all is dismantled in the system |
| We are the insignificant |
| We are expendable, simply powder and flesh |
| We are forsaken, merely tissue and bone |
| We are dispensable |
| Control is fucking dead |
| Minds re written to obey |
| Don’t try to fucking control me |
| Misguided Masses |
| Welcome to the age of deception |
| Where all is dismantled in the system, behold |
| We are insignificant a blight in the grand scheme |
| A stain embedded upon history that could never be wiped clean |