Dysnomia Songtext
von Omnium Gatherum

Reason the real son
Reason to tease on
Running the warpath
Like a mile in the shoe
Purpose, a flare crush
Crawling the warpath
Like never before

Leaning in meaning
Feeling when feeding
The need for colours
Come stronger when grieving, stronger
And the idols will come through
Hours disappear in loom

Yeah, catch your breath
Fix that boy
There′s fear
I say, we mean business


Catch your breath
Fix that boy
There's fear

Everyday kill, everyday kill, everyday kill

Reason the real son
Reason the real son
Running the warpath
Like a mile in the shoe
Purpose, a flare crush
Crawling the warpath
Like always before

Leaning in meaning
Feeling when feeding
The need for colours
Come stronger, stronger
And the idols will come through
Hours disappear in loom

And the idols will come through
Hours disappear in loom


Yeah, catch your breath
Fix that boy
There′s death
I say, we mean business

Catch your breath
Fix that boy
There's fear

Everyday kill, everyday kill, everyday kill
Everyday kill, everyday kill, everyday kill
Oh, yeah