| Song | Walking Sacrifice |
| Artist | Walking Corpse Syndrome |
| Album | Alive In Desolation |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:24.34] | The subject of neglect (x2) |
| [00:35.95] | Mindless to the call from a protector |
| [00:38.10] | it sinks in deep the need to rely |
| [00:41.70] | indoctrinated and conditioned to make |
| [00:44.07] | a component more reliable to a shock |
| [00:47.01] | insincerely shuffled home covered in purple |
| [00:50.20] | they fall away taken for granted and forgot |
| [00:53.33] | the subject of neglect made the 18 |
| [00:55.53] | that could have been into the 21 that never will be |
| [00:59.11] | Turn away from the disfigurement |
| [01:04.92] | we know we will not cure then claim ignorance |
| [01:10.87] | Mindless to the absolution of our greed |
| [01:13.58] | pointing fingers full of bills to the next uncertainty |
| [01:16.83] | empty of shelter as we sit back |
| [01:19.66] | reaping the stock of spilled blood |
| [01:21.64] | rinsing it off and masking the origin of the gain |
| [01:25.28] | convincing each other that this is a necessity |
| [01:28.30] | the subject of neglect made the 18 |
| [01:30.23] | that could have been into the 21 that never will be |
| [01:47.76] | |
| [01:57.80] | Responsible enough to take another’s life |
| [02:00.34] | but not enough to make your own judgments |
| [02:03.11] | these are decisions that you can not make |
| [02:06.03] | why would you think that you could ever do this |
| [02:12.99] | Turn away from the disfigurement |
| [02:20.50] | Responsible enough to take another’s life |
| [02:23.31] | but not enough to make your own judgments |
| [02:26.14] | these are decisions that you can not make |
| [02:29.29] | why would you think that you could ever do this |
| [02:32.15] | Mindless to the rise of a stone |
| [02:34.01] | remembered by being shut out discarded so shallow |
| [02:37.89] | graffitied and destroyed by the ones preserved |
| [02:40.86] | the ideals wasted left behind in sand |
| [02:43.58] | diseased as contraband prohibited from a release |
| [02:47.15] | a walking sacrifice living cadavers |
| [02:49.74] | violently forced forward to a death |
| [02:52.15] | with blades in their backs the subjects of neglect |
| [02:55.11] | Turn away from the disfigurement |
| [03:00.93] | we know we will not cure then claim ignorance |
| [03:07.17] | We’re stabbing them in the back |
| [03:09.64] | knowing they will never see home |
| [03:12.80] | These subjects are revolting |
| [03:15.36] | they’ll cut the strings and walk away |
| [03:24.31] | Turn away from the disfigurement |
| [03:29.65] | We’re stabbing them in the back |
| [03:32.73] | knowing they will never see home |
| [03:35.60] | These subjects are revolting |
| [03:38.28] | they’ll cut the strings and walk away |
| [03:41.55] |
| [00:24.34] | The subject of neglect x2 |
| [00:35.95] | Mindless to the call from a protector |
| [00:38.10] | it sinks in deep the need to rely |
| [00:41.70] | indoctrinated and conditioned to make |
| [00:44.07] | a component more reliable to a shock |
| [00:47.01] | insincerely shuffled home covered in purple |
| [00:50.20] | they fall away taken for granted and forgot |
| [00:53.33] | the subject of neglect made the 18 |
| [00:55.53] | that could have been into the 21 that never will be |
| [00:59.11] | Turn away from the disfigurement |
| [01:04.92] | we know we will not cure then claim ignorance |
| [01:10.87] | Mindless to the absolution of our greed |
| [01:13.58] | pointing fingers full of bills to the next uncertainty |
| [01:16.83] | empty of shelter as we sit back |
| [01:19.66] | reaping the stock of spilled blood |
| [01:21.64] | rinsing it off and masking the origin of the gain |
| [01:25.28] | convincing each other that this is a necessity |
| [01:28.30] | the subject of neglect made the 18 |
| [01:30.23] | that could have been into the 21 that never will be |
| [01:47.76] | |
| [01:57.80] | Responsible enough to take another' s life |
| [02:00.34] | but not enough to make your own judgments |
| [02:03.11] | these are decisions that you can not make |
| [02:06.03] | why would you think that you could ever do this |
| [02:12.99] | Turn away from the disfigurement |
| [02:20.50] | Responsible enough to take another' s life |
| [02:23.31] | but not enough to make your own judgments |
| [02:26.14] | these are decisions that you can not make |
| [02:29.29] | why would you think that you could ever do this |
| [02:32.15] | Mindless to the rise of a stone |
| [02:34.01] | remembered by being shut out discarded so shallow |
| [02:37.89] | graffitied and destroyed by the ones preserved |
| [02:40.86] | the ideals wasted left behind in sand |
| [02:43.58] | diseased as contraband prohibited from a release |
| [02:47.15] | a walking sacrifice living cadavers |
| [02:49.74] | violently forced forward to a death |
| [02:52.15] | with blades in their backs the subjects of neglect |
| [02:55.11] | Turn away from the disfigurement |
| [03:00.93] | we know we will not cure then claim ignorance |
| [03:07.17] | We' re stabbing them in the back |
| [03:09.64] | knowing they will never see home |
| [03:12.80] | These subjects are revolting |
| [03:15.36] | they' ll cut the strings and walk away |
| [03:24.31] | Turn away from the disfigurement |
| [03:29.65] | We' re stabbing them in the back |
| [03:32.73] | knowing they will never see home |
| [03:35.60] | These subjects are revolting |
| [03:38.28] | they' ll cut the strings and walk away |
| [03:41.55] |
| [00:24.34] | The subject of neglect x2 |
| [00:35.95] | Mindless to the call from a protector |
| [00:38.10] | it sinks in deep the need to rely |
| [00:41.70] | indoctrinated and conditioned to make |
| [00:44.07] | a component more reliable to a shock |
| [00:47.01] | insincerely shuffled home covered in purple |
| [00:50.20] | they fall away taken for granted and forgot |
| [00:53.33] | the subject of neglect made the 18 |
| [00:55.53] | that could have been into the 21 that never will be |
| [00:59.11] | Turn away from the disfigurement |
| [01:04.92] | we know we will not cure then claim ignorance |
| [01:10.87] | Mindless to the absolution of our greed |
| [01:13.58] | pointing fingers full of bills to the next uncertainty |
| [01:16.83] | empty of shelter as we sit back |
| [01:19.66] | reaping the stock of spilled blood |
| [01:21.64] | rinsing it off and masking the origin of the gain |
| [01:25.28] | convincing each other that this is a necessity |
| [01:28.30] | the subject of neglect made the 18 |
| [01:30.23] | that could have been into the 21 that never will be |
| [01:47.76] | |
| [01:57.80] | Responsible enough to take another' s life |
| [02:00.34] | but not enough to make your own judgments |
| [02:03.11] | these are decisions that you can not make |
| [02:06.03] | why would you think that you could ever do this |
| [02:12.99] | Turn away from the disfigurement |
| [02:20.50] | Responsible enough to take another' s life |
| [02:23.31] | but not enough to make your own judgments |
| [02:26.14] | these are decisions that you can not make |
| [02:29.29] | why would you think that you could ever do this |
| [02:32.15] | Mindless to the rise of a stone |
| [02:34.01] | remembered by being shut out discarded so shallow |
| [02:37.89] | graffitied and destroyed by the ones preserved |
| [02:40.86] | the ideals wasted left behind in sand |
| [02:43.58] | diseased as contraband prohibited from a release |
| [02:47.15] | a walking sacrifice living cadavers |
| [02:49.74] | violently forced forward to a death |
| [02:52.15] | with blades in their backs the subjects of neglect |
| [02:55.11] | Turn away from the disfigurement |
| [03:00.93] | we know we will not cure then claim ignorance |
| [03:07.17] | We' re stabbing them in the back |
| [03:09.64] | knowing they will never see home |
| [03:12.80] | These subjects are revolting |
| [03:15.36] | they' ll cut the strings and walk away |
| [03:24.31] | Turn away from the disfigurement |
| [03:29.65] | We' re stabbing them in the back |
| [03:32.73] | knowing they will never see home |
| [03:35.60] | These subjects are revolting |
| [03:38.28] | they' ll cut the strings and walk away |
| [03:41.55] |