Terror Haze Lyrics

Cockroaches
I hear their coverings creaking under my feet
Old bones
breaks at my every single step inside this fucking pit.

Let it flow.
It's just the rut.
Now they're numb.
Snuffed out.

I reach the bottom of the pyramid,
taking orders from insects,
crawling like them,
craving to renew that mechanism of dependence.

Control breeds nothing but control
arranged just in the same manner.
The relation between master and slave is a vector
which points always downwards.

Automatic movements are the consequence
of the inducted absolute obedience.
Organisms reduced to feel no need and will,
their metabolism's regulated
by massive injections of morphine.

Let it flow.
Don't kick against the rut.
Now they're numb.
Embedded down.

Those dry mouths don't remember the relief of water
Such vacuum stares are unable to transmit any real emotion.
And their terrible smile is worse
than the most blood curdling scream I've ever heard.

Black birds are flying swirling
waiting for an eye to bleed.
Wrapped in a terror haze.