Evil Dermis - Frontierer

From the view of this vantage point

I can see it more clearly now

The future is a bleaker place

Than this gray world that I’ve never let go of and never will

There is only murder coming from the back of the machine

And it’s spilling ink over ink over me

The ground as it is chasing

Has begun to remove its dermis

And expose its sinister gaping wound

Oh the evil and its blanket of temptation

Clogs the cogs of the machine of navigation

The revolt is upon us

But I lose them to the ground

There is only murder coming from the back of the machine

And it’s spilling ink over ink over me

The ground as it is chasing

Has begun to remove its dermis

And expose its sinister gaping wound

Oh how the revolt has started

Broken and fulling the prophet

Closing us off to the gracious

Revolt

Chastise

Oh how the revolt has started

Broken and fulling the prophet

Closing us off to the gracious

The revolt is upon us

But I lose them to the ground

It’s still our faults

But I refuse to let me turn

When I go so you know

That I will never ever take it

When I go so you know

That I’ll never take it

I will never take it