The Doom
Oh
With fear they bend your ear
Words darken the season
With pride their shallow ride
Vanity's believing
Riding high but my soul is all torn down
Gathering momentum
Into the ground
Oh
These words are tainted
Dis-info-tainment
What I see is acid to all logic
But it's alright
With fear they bend your ear
Words darken the season
With pride their shallow ride
Vanity's believing
Riding high but my soul is all torn down
Gathering momentum
Into the ground
Oh
This light is darkness but it's alright
Overlord needs no sword
The brow that beats, the sheep don't speak
But it's alright
Words darken the season
Vanity's believing
Riding high but my soul is all torn down
Gathering momentum
Into the ground
The wool is on the whites of their eyes
The viral clone of virtue
Twisted words cast shadows
Across the bald faced truth
Hey
The shadow cast
Hey, it's getting longer
Autor(es): Mike Dean / Reed Mullin / Woody Weatherman
