Lyrics of ' Mannequin ' by God Awakens Petrified

Cortisone in mindless drones. The fuel from which to fester.
Pristine skin, but none within the carcass you've created.

Corpse. You've all been dying since the day you're born.
You're skin's invisible.
Rotting corpse. You've all been dying since the day you're born.
Wooden. Rotten. Empty.

Adrenalin. I stained my skin. The tools to purge the plastic.
I wear grief upon my sleeve, so that my mind won't wander.

Corpse. You've all been dying since the day you're born.
You're skin's invisible.
Rotting corpse. You've all been dying since the day you're born.
You're skin's invisible.
Fucking corpse. I'm glad you're dead you fucking corpse.
You're skin's invisible.
Fucking corpse. I'm glad you're dead you fucking corpse.
You're skin's invisible.

"Born free, but everywhere is in chains".
Sucks when no one can hear you speak.
"Born free, but everywhere is in chains".
Sucks when no one can hear you scream.

Fingers made of wood point at me everyday.
Crosses made of wood point at me everyday.
People made of wood point at me everyday.
Fingers made of wood point at me everyday!

Corpse.
Corpse.
Corpse.
Corpse.

"Born free, but everywhere is in chains".
Sucks when no one can hear you speak.
"Born free, but everywhere is in chains".
You're free!

Raise my voice and you raise your fist!
Raise my voice and you raise your fist!
Raise my voice and you raise your fist!
Raise my voice and you raise your fist!

If karma was our currency, those who now strive would surely starve.
All mannequins in shopping malls slit plastic wrists they wish were flesh.
If karma was reality, those who now strive would surely die.
All mannequins in shopping malls should suicide. You're already dead!