A Perfect Pseudocrity Songtext
von Acrid Semblance

As I fall
Through the depths
Depths of this abyss inside
A cold swirl devours me
Me of my last drop of sense
Fallen way
Way beyond
From the archaic heights
I now see
See no black
Only see colors so blind

Reason obliviates emotion,
Lust obliviates lust
Time obliviates touch
Numbness I left in thy crust


I see the pain in your eyes
Eating you from deep inside
Guiding you to the scenes you′ve seen
Again they light the torch of misery
I see the pain in your eyes
Feel my burning touch in your thighs
Leaving you in the abyss of demise
Fight thy haunting guilts tonight

From a sense
Sense so vivid
From a life so rheotic
I now live
Live a life
Emptied by pseudocrity
Perfection thy desire
Unholy cry for lust
I see thy fixated
To the chains of disgust

Reason obliviates emotion
Lust obliviates lust
Time obliviates touch
Numbness I left in thy crust


I see the pain in your eyes
Eating you from deep inside
Guiding you to the scenes you've seen
Again they light the torch of misery
I see the pain in your eyes
Feel my burning touch in your thighs
Leaving you in the abyss of demise
Fight thy haunting guilts tonight

Reason obliviates emotion
Lust obliviates lust
Time obliviates touch
Numbness I left in thy crust

I see the pain in your eyes
Eating you from deep inside
Guiding you to the scenes you′ve seen
Again they light the torch of misery
I see the pain in your eyes
Feel my burning touch in your thighs
Leaving you in the abyss of demise
Fight thy haunting guilts tonight