Blue Monday

Song of the day;;

→ Soilwork - Blind Eye Halo

I came here to justify

Such a thing would never cross your mind

Those scars that you wear

Seem like they lie and won't disappear

Once again you will cross that line

Without reflection

Filthy and defined

Information, dead to the nation

B, manic, L, cynic, I, auto, N, matic, D

Pretentious

Every detail is built to get you through

An universal looking glass

Information, dead to the nation

B, manic, L, cynic, I, auto, N, matic, D

What ever happened you, mind-fucking system

It's all so shattering, so battering to the core

Watch that halo grow on an everlasting lane

Such an animated pleasure-dome doomed to carry infected flame

B, manic, L, cynic, I, auto, N, matic, D