Greed Killing
Album - 21 novembre 1995 - Debaser id 832013

Played out, wide off the mark,
Mania develops,
Akin ti fiction,
More than to a world of fact.

[Chorus:]
My own worst enemy.
My own worst enemy.
Lifes foul treachery.
My own worst enemy.

Dams of emotions build
A dull and trubid screen,
Clouding veils of black
In jungles of hopes opressed.

[Chorus]

So many times,
For no reason.
So many promised punches,
For what reason?

Ceaseless decay,
Parallel obscene and flagrant.
Ceaseless decay,
Restrained my mind coils.

So many times,
For no reason.
So many promised punches,
For what reason?

Ceaseless decay,
Parallel obscene and flagrant.
Ceaseless decay,
Restrained my mind coils.

Played out, wide off the mark,
Mania develops,
Akin to fiction,
More than to a world of fact.

My own worst enemy.
My own worst enemy.
Life foul treachery

Showering with your respect
Luring all with trinkets
Benefits are in effect

Take time to reflect
on all true commitments
Now the big-noise reject

Communication breakdown
You shrug off the resolve
Riddled with the cancer
How does your life revolve ?

Loser of integrity
Antibody gives new release


Relieves the pain of being sincere
Important to maintain the ties
Mentor in the public's eye
Scandal could expose the lie

A shadow of your former self
reaping the rewards
no scam too outrageous
when there's more
to be fought for

Poisonous snake with a persuasive gaze
Predatory guru with promises of gain
His antibody is a painless extraction
of all the principles he once stood fast On