Name - Empathic Communicator: Part I: Homage To The Hunter (Unconcious Incompetence) lyrics

Are you conscious? Or are you still f**ed? By design, you still can't figure me out… By design, you are still riddled with no surge of insight… On the floor, lied the empty shells of your defenses… Pray to god you're deaf when the gun goes off… Will my eyes back to sleep I seek out the light And come out blind My dreams remind That I am just a vessel [The Hunter]: “One by one” “You were born from words, ghosts, crimes So, I'll take you to hell Without exit or end…” It's a war for your soul on every front My mind in the cross-hairs of some transient gun All while the world remained unchanged…