The Proclamation
Engage for feelings
Faulting the emotions
For a world that doesn't exist
Coping from a grievance
Set forth the reasons
Engulfing you into the abyss
Faltering minds
Entangled in intangible
Reality attempting to thrive
Waning eyes once fixed on a bright future
Now just sit back and watch the demise
Drifting towards the manic occupation
Scraping more to kill the celebration
Erase reborn to maintain the population
Holding on for this damnation
This is the proclamation
Rise up to the abomination
Visions are held so high
As you kneel down and bleed them dry
This is the proclamation
Rise up to the abomination
Visions are held so high
As you kneel down and bleed them dry
Speculations drive your conversations
And your hatred for logic persists
The vague revival
That is survival
Will create your funeral within
Low level spirit incarnate
With no chance for advancement
Human heart is a bottomless pit
Soul is sickened
Bleak and weakened
Ghost is larva of the fly
This wretched being
Shouldn't exist
Drifting towards the manic occupation
Scraping more to kill the celebration
Erase reborn to maintain the population
Holding on for this damnation
This is the proclamation
Rise up to the abomination
Visions are held so high
As you kneel down and bleed them dry
This is the proclamation
Rise up to the abomination
Visions are held so high
As you kneel down and bleed them dry
Send them to me
I am envy
Send them to me
All that can't see
Send them to me
I am envy
Send them to me
All that can't see
Faulting the emotions
For a world that doesn't exist
Coping from a grievance
Set forth the reasons
Engulfing you into the abyss
Faltering minds
Entangled in intangible
Reality attempting to thrive
Waning eyes once fixed on a bright future
Now just sit back and watch the demise
Drifting towards the manic occupation
Scraping more to kill the celebration
Erase reborn to maintain the population
Holding on for this damnation
This is the proclamation
Rise up to the abomination
Visions are held so high
As you kneel down and bleed them dry
This is the proclamation
Rise up to the abomination
Visions are held so high
As you kneel down and bleed them dry
Speculations drive your conversations
And your hatred for logic persists
The vague revival
That is survival
Will create your funeral within
Low level spirit incarnate
With no chance for advancement
Human heart is a bottomless pit
Soul is sickened
Bleak and weakened
Ghost is larva of the fly
This wretched being
Shouldn't exist
Drifting towards the manic occupation
Scraping more to kill the celebration
Erase reborn to maintain the population
Holding on for this damnation
This is the proclamation
Rise up to the abomination
Visions are held so high
As you kneel down and bleed them dry
This is the proclamation
Rise up to the abomination
Visions are held so high
As you kneel down and bleed them dry
Send them to me
I am envy
Send them to me
All that can't see
Send them to me
I am envy
Send them to me
All that can't see
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Writer(s): Gil Evans
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