p*ssing on the Score lyrics

by

Fleshgod Apocalypse


[Verse 1]
Slumped in the hall of modern culture
In silence I behold
Frustrated psychos rant and rave
Gone are those times when revolutions
Led by intellectuals
Subverted certainties for grace

[Pre-Chorus]
I need to stay alive
To shape the archetype
Define the undefined
A demiurge at war

[Chorus]
Breaking laws and painting outside the frame
I mark old grounds with my new trace
Forever disobey
p*ssing on the score that cages my dare
I forge the soundtrack of your decay
A sweet melody of disgrace will blow you c*nts away
f*ck you

[Verse 2]
Dried is the pen as much as the inkwell
Affected by a creative drought
And blank remains the parchment
Once florid land of beauty
Deaf, take refuge in chromatic illusions
To hide the emptiness
Self-styled composers basely sell smoke while
[Pre-Chorus]
I need to stay alive
To shape the archetype
Define the undefined
A demiurge at war

[Chorus]
Breaking laws and painting outside the frame
I mark old grounds with my new trace
Forever disobey
p*ssing on the score that cages my dare
I forge the soundtrack of your decay
A sweet melody of disgrace will blow you c*nts away

[Bridge]
Art is a serious thing
You can't dishonour it
And let your name live forever
Come earn your fame through the highest sacrifice
Come immolate your life

[Chorus]
Breaking laws and painting outside the frame
I mark old grounds with my new trace
Forever disobey
p*ssing on the score that cages my dare
I forge the soundtrack of your decay
A sweet melody of disgrace will blow you c*nts away
Forever disobey
A sweet melody of disgrace will blow you bast*rds away
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