Tekster: Obituary. Back From The Dead. Platonic Disease.

Your grips fallen
I'm fallen, we've fallen beyond
Expired, we've acquired

Platonic disease

No jury, your cause
Speak laws afford the bigot
Back load myself
Lay down the sentence
Of never ending said

Platonic disease
Platonic disease

No jury, the pain
The chance wronged release pain
The stakes torn, lives cross
Deep waters, willing loss

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Lay down victims right
The fuels burnt, worlds part
Seems like a never ending
Vicious cycle of death, of death

Platonic disease
Platonic disease

Now see, world dies
Strips down the face of disguise
No rules, my way
My way of things to say

Your pore boils, burnt sore
Lift off the face of wood

Platonic disease
Platonic disease
Platonic disease
Platonic disease