Distortion Sleep Lyrics - Figure Number Five - 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 

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 

Find your way out from the constant lack 

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