It's All Red - The Things You Own End Up Owning You

The golden seal… never lies!
These rotten excuses… for our lives!

You don’t see inside the package
(cause you don’t need to)
The pen tells you to believe
(It keeps your mind free)
The whole conception
(Filled with infection)
The abomination hides
(Behind the seal)

The wrath that… made you do it
Caged in a… plastic card

The wrath that made you do it
Caged in a plastic card
The price you have to pay
Brings meaning for today

Consumed
Consumed by the things that we don’t need
No time for the soul
No time for the feeding
Dry
Dry up our blood
Enslave our hearts
We see no more starts living into this dream

Like teeth rips flesh, you make your move!
Achieve your goal… and shift your tune!
No matter how… you’re going down!
Cause another link… is another game!

The wrath that… made you do it
Caged in a… plastic card

The wrath that made you do it
Caged in a plastic card
The price you have to pay
Brings meaning for today

Consumed
Consumed by the things that we don’t need
No time for the soul
No time for the feeding
Dry
Dry up our blood
Enslave our hearts
We see no more starts living into this dream

Temptation on every side
No mercy for your life
The devil never shows
How far this all can go
This city is sick my friend
Consumed!

Consumed by the things that we don’t need
No time for the soul
No time for the feeding
Dry
Dry up our blood
Enslave our hearts
(We see no more starts) living into this dream

The golden seal, never lies!
Living into this dream
So we can buy some
Rotten excuses
For our lives
Living into this dream
Never lies!
Living into this dream
Never lies!