Текст песни Vessels of Violence - Phasma

The complexity of our excuses to justify the pain
Eternity allowed for growth
Still stuck
Doing the same
False flags rally to the
Lowest common denominator

Leeches latching onto tainted blood
Seperated into tribes
Us versus them
With violence ruling over all
A mangled hand reaches for the cusp of greatness

Seperated by our ideals
With violence ruling over all

Primitive man
Gnaws at the bone
Bloodlust weighs in favor for the left hand path
A stone overhead will tell
The secrets of the world

It flows like wine into the cup of Judas
A cold hard look at our inherent nature
Even when the well runs dry
The ape continues to bash every bit

Exaltation in the ultra violent
Can mine conquer yours

And even as we stand before the gates of Elysium
We cant stop our drive to rip and tear

Since there is no love in my life
I must have something to replace it
So I replace it with hate
Constant hate Constant reminder to hate
That's all you started with too
Then I've come full circle, It's time for me to die

Constant hate; Constant reminder to hate
What's that do for you
It keeps my left foot going in front of my right foot. Keeps me moving
Without it I'd probably just plop down someplace and have no reason to continue
Is that all you got left is hate
It's all I got left. Everything that I ever cared for is gone, everthing I have ever liked is gone, everything
I... had meant anything to me is gone. So hate