The fruits of ill virtue — текст песни (Creepmime)

You shall die so many times before you perish

Surrounded by living, self indulging mirrors
digesting temptation`s stolen fruit
moving on self-fulfilled circles
personality hanged on a rope called capitalism
organism breathing a life of false ecstasy

You shall die so many times before you perish
consuming the fruits of ill virtue

Personifying the sickening nature of man`s lechery
lusting society`s forbidden fruit
loving in uncaring detachment
creativity sacrificed to a world of conventions
hedonism existing in a maelstorm of lies