Lyrics

The gods that we can see are rotted in place
Drunk on the flesh that masticated their fickle minds
Fragile staves brought low to swell with duplicity
Royal thieves praising their cyclicity

No compassion will slake this drought

Total Regression Is Blissfulness
Armor the Living In Societal Misery
Calm the loneliness
I’m sick of living in societal misery

Indoctrination doesn’t stop at the flesh
Your soul is shackled by the whispers in your head

No compassion will slake this drought
All for one within the snake’s all-gaping mouth

Total Regression Is Blissfulness
Armor the Living In Societal Misery
Calm the loneliness
I’m sick of living in societal misery

TRIBALISM

Minds of fire and bodies of smoke
Maliciously they point their fingers at the world we choke

Total Regression Is Blissfulness
Armor the Living In Societal Misery
Calm the loneliness
I’m sick of living in societal misery