Where The Hive Hangs Lyrics - Circle Of Dead Children

Engineers of the dead 

Architects of destiny 

A dying grace, a gift 

Our lives are saved by our own incoherence 

Tissues fabricated; produced by multimedia 

We have failed the test 

We have failed at life 

The skin of the mother is not your own 

Our skin will become the ornaments of angels 

The curtain of humanity has been lowered 

The celebration is over 

The queen bee is dead 

The celebratio0n is over 

We have failed the test 

We have failed at life 

Have faith only in causes and not in men 

We will drink the hemlock together