Enthral - To The Bone lyrics

Misanthrope to the bone, still I hide among my enemies Loyal to the art, the community at my service I raise the questions, yet they function as orders A degrading observation seeing how weak their will can be You are a slave to mental whipping! Trapped within a vacuum where there are no second thoughts For whom who are involved, life is indeed the longest walk In numbers by the tables we are seated Yet alone for we have discovered that the lie we lead is not our own Allow yourself to growl Sunjugated and battered Still you cling to the nature of this cause And the instruments of mental dissection are digging deeper the grave of flesh that is meant for you Not even reaching six feet, still you are practically dead The abyss is shouting night at you! The darkness has lost its meaning! Against it's boils there ain't no cure, once contaminated This pest will be a natural forced act of defence Not even modern days science can charge it contents For the mind is stronger when insane Who holds the future when all scientists have gone mad?