Status Quo Consumption (feat. Kamui Gakupo, Kagamine Len & KAITO)

Defy the filth that disrupts, disorder
ESPADAS from the heaven carrying their order
Madness that craves the lives of a country whole
Took them all as hostage

A dagger given as gift, as poison
A lion's law remembers well their devotion
A silver clock that announce "The time is now"
Status Quo Consumption

Forgive me Father
Their blood I tried
While seeking peace I will find a new desire
I seek, way out or a poisoned bliss?
My heart is pounding

Hear me
My voice is order, my gun decrees
My mind in shambles product of a game
My law wants someone to pay for this sins
I trust, to not shake in fear

Players inside a game of repentance
Made by sinister goals of gods and their servants
I heed, I'll lend my hand to keep what I care most
I want nothing to hurt the one that I care for

No more of

Playing our hearts through games of acceptance
Made to free outside our feelings and grievance
We heed, We'll lend our hand to keep what we care most
We want nothing to hurt the ones that we care for

So we now

Defy the filth that disrupts, disorder
ESPADAS from the heaven carrying their order
Madness that craves the lives of a country whole
Took them all as hostage

A dagger given as gift, as poison
A lion's law remembers well their devotion
A silver clock that announce "The time is now"
Status Quo Consumption

Forgive me Father
Their blood I seek
While seeking peace I will punish what is wrong
I seek, answer or a poisoned kiss?
My heart is pounding

Hear me
My voice disordered, my gun screams
My mind in shambles product of a game
My law wants someone to pay for their sins
Distrust, to not shake in fear

Players inside a game of deception
Made with sinister drops of god's infestation
I heed, I'll lend my hand to kill what I hate most
I want nothing but hurt the ones that you hate most

Just more of

Playing our hearts through games of a vengeance
Made to keep inside our feelings and grievance
We heed, We'll lend our hand to kill what we hate most
We want nothing but hurt the ones that we hate most

So we now

Hunt, hunt them all
Seeds of God
Lost in war

So we now

Hunt, hunt them all
Seeds of war
Lost in choice

So we now

Hunt, hunt them all
Seeds of choice
Lost in God

So we now

Hunt, hunt them all
Players of
Madness born
On that cursed night



Credits
Writer(s): Nicolás Espinel Martínez
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