Testo Anaesthesia - Gravemind

Anaesthesia

We suffer together until we die
Born into a world that numbs the minds of man
We are born to die, we are wasting so much time
Compare the stones then pick a favourite
Everything in order from the pain and the sordid
To the elation I allow, to the strain I endow
So organised, so much control, I bet you can stand the flow
Never ending flow of information
We are the lost generation stuck here to feast on the safest line they offer
No wonder we feel nothing
Short elation, complication, masturbation, algorithms, mechanisms to keep on you
Lost to the chaos of not knowing, standing still we are not growing
Why am I so sick (it's simple), was I this sick before? (Of course)
This dissolution has me here, all alone inside my home and wrought with fear
I feel the courage behind my body, something is calling
Plunge me under, I can take it
Compare the stones then let me break them
And I saw the feminine burn as she sang fury to the void
Scream fury for our suffering
Here we go again the same fucking thing
Never ending flow of information
We are the lost generation stuck here to feast on the safest line they offer,
no wonder we feel nothing
You can strive for this moment as it slips through your fingers
Sipping on the memory as is splinters, soured as it lingers
Or you can propel yourself through the void
I know I am a monument