Текст песни Glutton - Lo!
Curse
of
technology
Ill
lust
of
the
west
A
horde
grown
insensible
Life
spent
craning
of
necks
Such
a
wastage
of
flesh
still
glued
to
that
screen
Our
love
now
mechanized
Death
of
intimacy
Morons
en
masse
Granular
identities
Our
double
edged
sword
Plugged
in
humanity
Connected
but
empty
Hollow
as
prayer
False
as
a
psalm
You're
absent
from
your
present
Fear
of
regrets
addicted
to
staying
abreast
Cyclops
of
distraction
Clutch
the
world
in
your
hand
Cyclops
of
distraction
Glutton
Glutton
Maladaptive
modern
man
Whores
for
convenience
Slave
to
fashion
Maladaptive
modern
man
Whores
for
convenience
Slave
to
fashion
Glutton
Glutton
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