No Sins, No Flesh

Progress It lacks some mess Oppressed I need a breath When I walk down city streets With no flyers on the doors Always got a weird feeling Like we had lost the war Hate to spawn in a white room Feels like being in a fucking mall Can't control all my shivers When I am standing in this hall I never got the reason why They will need to clean all the views By kicking out the cool stuff And only keeping gold statues After sweeping out the cities Now they want my internet F*ck Blacking out the corners Where all the lights are held No love, no sins, no flesh How the f*ck is this progress No words, no drugs, no mess That's so colorless I need more dirt and sex To enjoy this contest It feels so lifeless If I can't transgress No love, no sins, no flesh How the f*ck is this progress No words, no drugs, no mess That's so colorless I love to craft my rings To upgrade all the skills I need to get on the field Not scratching my will But I'll miss the smell We find in this hell This heady warming breeze We all seek like bees I can vibe with my friends For days in this land But I can't face the end Without all their hands I need more dirt and sex To enjoy this contest It feels so lifeless If I can't transgress No love, no sins, no flesh How the f*ck is this progress No words, no drugs, no mess That's so colorless No love, no sins, no flesh No words, no drugs, no mess No love, no sins, no flesh