Kartoum Coinage lyrics
Coinage
Kartoum
GENRE Eternal darkness
A future opaque
Is the Draw of those that will rise
Of those that are down
Taken away
Charming
Gift of highness
Forever
Starve in black
The void is a part of you
Be aware of the echo
The presage of misery
The Carrier of agonies
Never she'll be in sight
Forever inside
Of your mind
Hallucinations
Blurring
Imaginations
Into Reality
For the fate of your soul
Fight!
Bound
By chains of a mortal body
Kill yourself
Now
Kill your self
'Cause coins
Reign
On coin slaves
'Cause Coinage
Kills
Bleed for my greed
Freed you'll never be
Bleed for my needs
Lie to yourself
We don't need this shit
Don't let it in your mind
'Cause Suffering
It will Bring
Trust me
I've been through
This shit
Struggled
To convince my self
That you're more than a nasty liar
Changing your stories in the blink of an eye
Faking reality
You turn to grime what's made of passion
Seems like this reached an end
Exposed
Finally Free
From these toxic thoughts
Remorse won't you away
No it won't
The poison will not
Kill your pain
It will not
Blindness is what it endorses
Feeding us lies
Seems to be it's greatest
High
Dread fed by those that it coins
So Buddy
Kill yourself
'Cause
Coinage
Kills
A future opaque
Is the Draw of those that will rise
Of those that are down
Taken away
Charming
Gift of highness
Forever
Starve in black
The void is a part of you
Be aware of the echo
The presage of misery
The Carrier of agonies
Never she'll be in sight
Forever inside
Of your mind
Hallucinations
Blurring
Imaginations
Into Reality
For the fate of your soul
Fight!
Bound
By chains of a mortal body
Kill yourself
Now
Kill your self
'Cause coins
Reign
On coin slaves
'Cause Coinage
Kills
Bleed for my greed
Freed you'll never be
Bleed for my needs
Lie to yourself
We don't need this shit
Don't let it in your mind
'Cause Suffering
It will Bring
Trust me
I've been through
This shit
Struggled
To convince my self
That you're more than a nasty liar
Changing your stories in the blink of an eye
Faking reality
You turn to grime what's made of passion
Seems like this reached an end
Exposed
Finally Free
From these toxic thoughts
Remorse won't you away
No it won't
The poison will not
Kill your pain
It will not
Blindness is what it endorses
Feeding us lies
Seems to be it's greatest
High
Dread fed by those that it coins
So Buddy
Kill yourself
'Cause
Coinage
Kills
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