Isolated - Pale Kings | Текст песни

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• Isolated
• Pale Kings

Black rot you just can’t stop
I taste the vile kiss in the pit of my guts
As the rumour mill turns
Spinning lies from dust
I trust no man because no man’s to trust
People like you
Bile, bitter, untrue
You divide and conquer
While we fracture and fall
Just to wear a crown so hollow
Still it’s only gonna drag you down
Hatred begets haters
You’re the fucking same
The devil’s in the details
But you, you need someone to blame
Why were we born like this?
One open palm
One clenched fist