The grand silent system asrr lyrics

People are rendered meat. 

Suckle and feed from a cold unblemished bosom. 

Your mind detests 

to undermine, to underpin 

a killing season. 

No room for assumption, 

no hit or miss. 



I spell frequently. 

Accrued the seed for my introduction 

to sweet self-induction. 

But in your defence 

we won’t persist, don’t exist. 

It’s all pretence. 



We teethe for oxygen. 

Pass me a portion of. 

It needs no support. 

It’s acting on your behalf, 

listening… 



Abide, Sublime, Reverb and Resonate. 

Time pass by it’s so damn menacing! 



On separate sides at different ends: 

message received – message sent. 

Break and bind the time we spend. 

What you see is what you get. 

This is not a rehearsal 

for polite lament, you’ll find it’s spent. 

This is not a rehearsal. 

Hold it all in, hold it!