Synapsyche - Blame Index 100%

We're ready for suicide in every moment
But we need some comfort just for stupid laments
Our hands are simply joined stuck by habit
Our hope is fog precluding us to find it

We're not even able to give a fucking shit
We're unrecognizable - Wake up, admit
We're indistiguishable – All like poisoned meat
We're unrecoverable – Wake up, admit

It's time to crack - It's time to kill
No one can stop our will
It's time to fuck - It's time to thrill
No one can stop our will
It's time to shock - It's time to steal
No one can stop our will
It's time to fuck - It's time to kill
No one can stop our will

Staring each other searching for the blame
Pushing our neighbours right into the flames
Do we know why this humanity's rubble?
Our thoughts collapse, our piles of money crumble

We're ruin of everything
Don't care of lives to spend
We've sought for it so strongly
So now here comes the end