Amenta, The – Zero

So tell me: What in monotony makes you dance ?

Your robotic grinding. A cracked mirror

And your painted smeared smiles

You are dying

The circles you trudge are shrinking.

You fade.

You find strength in denial

And meaning in the voids

When everything is shallow and cold

(Begin to end) When will your eyes flicker open ?

What is the meaning of this dance ?

A death rite ?

You are drinking just to forget

And your desire to be similar. What’s in a name ?

Express yourself in cliches. This is a meat carnival

You find strength in denial.

Build walls where truth knocks

You hide behind others and smile through screaming

You’re a fake

Begin to end

Again to end

Moulded from plastic

Begin again

Again to end

Liar

Find a new way of dying

Though this is tried and true

Find a new way of dying

This one bores me