A Genetic Hoax

In these times
Love has no name
and angels they fight for hate
theres no sign of holy wars
and every dream the old have
is labeled as cheap lies

breaking the storm
hating his name
this world is a prostitute
and were standing in line to abuse her

welcome to the heartattack of this generation
floating with the flood against the goal

enter the scars of the modern heat
purchasing the dreams in our sleep
cause this is all that we know
floating with the flood against the goal

In these times
youre in my mind
the sweet paradox
that I cannot find
like a drug that I cant handle
you make me hate your existence

I used to mock every inch of existence
I wore the full armor of ignorance
I am the reincarnation of leviathan
There will be no table prepared for me

Is this the time to take a step back?
is this the time to make an honest try to acknowledge our mistakes?
break the chains

welcome to the heartattack of this generation
floating with the flood against the goal
And in these times I feel myself beeing closer to your grace