Letra de The Syringe Dance

Infected, a growing madness thrives in all
Towing towards sirens, an endless calling thirst
Promised warmth, pleasures, wealth
To be kept blindfolded and led on in the perfect state of equilibrium
While towering mountains and deep waters crumble
As virtue and wisdom wither to dust
Once beyond measure, boundless and omnipresent
When fruits bear no seed and the earth yields no fruit