The Dehumanizing Factor Lyrics

Caught Amongst The Nets Of A Circus Show
The Comfort Has Finally Ceased To Grow
As Reason Screams Aloud
At The Applause Of A Disfigured Crowd
Now Spirit Begs To Grow
Its Sound As Empty As The Abyss Below

Theories Uprooted From Existence
Allow Your Dreams To Be Postponed
An Immoral Code Where Theft Is The Essence
Criminal If It Should Ever Be Condoned

Faking Life Until Flaws Become Weapons
Much Valued At The Market Of Souls
This Is A Trade Of Yet Unknown Dimensions
A Matter Of Time Before They Learn Their Roles

Welcome The Sons Of The Afterbirth
Injecting Falsehood Deep Into This Earth
Running Like Orphans At The Warmth Of A Light
Reaching Like Newborns At The Sight Of A Face
Selling Their Diamonds For Others To Carve,
Trading Their Pearls For Pork Chop Hurls.
This Is A Trade Of Yet Unknown Dimensions
A Matter Of Time Before They Learn Their Roles


Flattering Diversions Is All They Know
The Core Of Their Work Is A Race To Drain Your Flow
A Stagnating Vacuum Forbidding All Motion
A Pretending And Dry Well Mocking The Ocean
Three Swinging Hands Conducting A Nation
A Sad Turn Of Events For Modern Civilization


Few Would Admit Their Hidden Love For Quicksand
(But) Speak Of God And Salvation And Watch The Raising Hand
Another Sunday Afternoon For This Mindless Crowd
Applauding Fiercely At The Gloom Of A Broken Will

You Won't See Their Faces
It Is A Shame To Be Proud
It's One Cynical Board game
Where Those Who Don't Play Pay The Bill
Applauding Grimly At The Dread Of A Failed Ideal
For Every Roll Of Dice
Another Guilty Look Into The Eyes Of Evil