Cowardice - Prey for Nothing

Can you forgive your god for granting you your shape?

Barely reached adulthood, you took too many vicious steps

It seems like every moment passing by time runs against you

Decadence so evident for this generation’s point of view

Disintegration, figures twisted version

A hole is carved inside the belly of the beast

Primal and ill-fated, all are infected

Too many walked the road, awaiting their defeat

Behind every smiling face you hide disgusted sheen

With loathing melodies you’re littering your skin

Like children play with hand grenades, like peaceful war within

The fuse is running short of time, and so does your disgraceful kin

And in the end… Your cowardice will grant your fall

You know that in the end… that cowardice is in you all

COWARDICE!

Shimmering mire found in every ivory tower

A graceful force of terror in every contact lens

Photography, pornography, success will taste your sour

The chrome folios draw your image completely out of sense

And in the end… Your cowardice will grant your fall

You know that in the end… that cowardice is in you all

COWARDICE!