The Grand Silent System - ASRR lyrics

People are rendered meat.

Suckle and feed from a cold unblemished bosom.

Your mind detests

to undermine, to underpin

a killing season.

No room for assumption,

no hit or miss.

I spell frequently.

Accrued the seed for my introduction

to sweet self-induction.

But in your defence

we won't persist, don't exist.

It's all pretence.

We teethe for oxygen.

Pass me a portion of.

It needs no support.

It's acting on your behalf,

listening…

Abide, Sublime, Reverb and Resonate.

Time pass by it's so damn menacing!

On separate sides at different ends:

message received – message sent.

Break and bind the time we spend.

What you see is what you get.

This is not a rehearsal

for polite lament, you'll find it's spent.

This is not a rehearsal.

Hold it all in, hold it!