Flesym

Unfinished & Everlost Adventures.

Lined Up, Waiting For The Execution.
Blank Stares Fall From Out The Tree
Never Leave Home, Praying For The New Solution.
Sick From All The Indifference In The Breeze.
Put Your Head Down, You’re Tied Up.
With A Blank Stare, You Know That Your Time’s Up.
Now You’re Lined Up For The Execution,
For De-Evolution,
For The New Solution.

So You Can See The Way The Things Are Gonna Be.
It Seems Like You’ve Been Running Out.
Now.

God Knows You Could Lose Some Pride,
With An Ego You Could Never Even Try To Hide.

On Your Deathbed, Nobody Stops By.
I Remember When You Thought You Would Never Die.
With Your Head High,
Go To Sleep Forever.
It’s Your Last Endeavor.
Who Could Do It Better ?

I Know It’s Just A Game To You, But Not For Me.
And It Seems Like You’ve Been Running Out.
Now.

Every Second Is Passing By So Fast.
Everything That You Cling To Will Not Last.
There’s A Chemical Weapon Made From All Your Broken Dreams.

With Fear In Your Eyes, Lie Still In Your Bed.
Don’t Concern Yourself With Things Left Unsaid.
Your Contribution Is Slowing Progress.
You Can’t Build Something With Empty Promises.

—   The Dillinger Escape Plan - “Chinese Whispers” (Option Paralysis). 2010.
Vu dans les toilettes de la Police.
Well, it’s been a busy morning.
Shopping for work.
Secular Gluttony.

"A Man Was Yelling From A Nearby Rooftop, 

Even In The City, His Voice Seemed Like The Only Sound For Miles.”

Carcassonne.