Chorus
Fine Tuned Disasters
Are finally coming alive

Fine Tuned Disasters
Weaving their way inside


Verse 1
I suffer the wrath. Being the man. I can never be.
As I lay down. Succumb now. Beginning of the fall.

Verse 2
Head on to find. All that was you. Is now a fucking part of me.
Born with a bleeding arm. Seek solace. In my fortress of hell.


The hours await with a deathly pulse.
Mortified by the means to an end that will finish everything and everyone.
Hold your kin close. This hour will take away all that's yours.

Time will coil away and wait with its breath held in.
Wait until your tears rain, and wash the blood away.
Follow me into the darkness. Down into pain.
Down into the darkest depths of your fortress.
Feel the cold clasp you and cradle you to sleep.

Hack. Flail. Beat into a metaphor.
Walls. Cage. Hidden inside the molten God.
Preach. Wail. Whip until the vermin’s hurl.
Frame. Fuck. Deflowering the weeping dead.

Hack. Flail. Beat into a metaphor.
Walls. Cage. Hid inside. Hid inside.
Preach. Wail. Whip until the vermin’s hurl.
Frame. Fuck. Bleed. Bleed.

Hack. Flail. Beat into a metaphor.
Walls. Cage. Hidden inside the molten God.
Preach. Wail. Whip until the vermin’s hurl.
Frame. Fuck. Deflowering the weeping dead.

Deflowering the weeping dead.
Provoking the monolith of the phyll
Laid out, decimated
Bleed in bleed out, clench the leaking
Trapped in this forensic waking

The anti-kernel spreads the lifeless
Nail this plastic plasmo-parasite
The sanctums aggravated
Dissolved into the mass vascular green


Falling down let me help you bleed
Breaking apart into something I can’t be
Breaking apart into a little disease
Follow me into your nightmares
This is the end
Never will u leave, never will I release
You are trapped in me


Amidst this insanity begging you dear god
Show me mercy; my walls come crumbling my skin turns pale
To the touch of the metal
Stabbing at my thoughts I can’t describe death courts in my vein