Distortion Sleep

Soilwork

In my town where the system sleeps

Nobody gives a damn

It's up to you how to hide to flee

Their hunger never ends

Hateful design builds the structure divine

A territory cold as ice

An endless empire with cynic desire

Born of a broken spell



Chorus:

Feeling like a guttersnipe standing in line

Deciding his lifestyle by rolling the dice

One will stand another will fall down

Find your way out from the constant lack [2X]



You gotta get yourself a picture of what is going on

Cause their lips are sealed now

Their honesty never to be found

Hateful design builds the structure divine

A territory cold as ice

An endless empire with cynic desire

Born of a broken spell



Your pride is just a symbol

Another hidden excuse

For being such a savior

Distorting your sick self abuse