About "Shattered Existence" album:
This page contains lyrics from the album
"Shattered Existence" by Xentrix, which consists of 9 songs.
Back In The Real World
You tell us how you'll make it to the top,
But you don't try.
Your bullshit makes us sick,
We just laugh until we cry.
We've heard it all before,
And we don't care.
Don't talk to me no more,
Life just ain't fair.
Now that you've patronised us, humiliated us,
Stinging sensation, a bad combination,
Tearing at each other all the time.
A need for aggression, a way of expression.
Where is the reason for the crime?
Bonded by hatred, sentenced to endless toil and strife.
Waiting for the time, to take away your life.
A fist full of fury, no judge and no jury,
There is a time and there's a place.
A rightful decision with perfect precision.
Balance Of Power
Twisted minds that work as one,
They plot your destiny.
You stand and watch your only son,
Deprived of dignity.
Contempt and hatred all you feel,
A wound you know will never heal.
You sent him out to pay the price.
Having a problem, turn on the TV
Got too much money, give it to me.
I'll say what you wanna hear,
Do what you think I should.
'Cause I'm on your side,
Don't be misunderstood.
Will I retain my sanity?
Or tumble into vanity?
Effect all of Humanity,
You will pay.
Blackness, fills the sight I see,
Intense pain, ripping through my veins,
Try so hard but this enemy remains.
Demonic passion, you can't dismiss,
Bleak depression, you reminisce.
Enforce the grip, on your life,
Try to remove it, with a knife.
Face your dark enemy.
You know you're fooling the people
When you tell your lies.
Corrupting innocent children,
Through your thin disguise.
You use their ignorance
To try and gain some trust.
How clean are your hands?
Your methods are unjust.
Another day, another dollar,
Don't tell me that you don't think it won't sell,
That's just a fucking lousy lie.
If they don't like it, it doesn't do well,
We'll give them something else to buy.
If you wanna do it go ahead.
Life ain't to long, you can't hang around.
If you conform you might as well be dead.
Be sure of what you want and what you've found.
Position Of Security
Play by the rules, no risk, no stress,
Take no chance with success.
Key to it all,
Rise or the fall.
Conditioned for no bad judgement,
Your achievements must always be constant.
What you feel has no part,
See from the start,
For what you see, you might as well be blind.
Hope yor fear, fear of what you might find.
Reasons For Destruction
Religious warlords to keep us in line.
Dogmatic armies to worship the shrine.
Fanatical leaders across the earth,
Religious wars for us all to curse.
To do and obey to their every need,
With open arms we fall foul to their greed.
One God one Master, we do and obet.
Non-believers slaughtered in the wake of decay.
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