Lyrics Television Feed - Fyrce Muons

Brace yourself to scatter slaves
Tsunami on sunken knees
Time to pay come to seize the greed of the rich disease
I don't make rules about die of pain
Man and woman crawl again
Now come again my friends and sit upon the distant throne

Your sickness grows
Your voice becomes a violent tease
Your crazy brain call for other tears
Your cage died and the sins escaped to appease
Send it in and be my friend
At my television feed

Eliminate your need
Just send it to me
Just take it to me
This matter is obscene
It's my television feed
It's my television need

A twisted tale spun by me
The model of adoration
Cut ties to all things of reason
I drown in the sea of bliss
The signs of the drifting soul into a more placid darkness
I don't need a social platform

Die of rest
Die of breath
I crawl again at the television feed