Distortion Sleep

In my town where the system sleepsNobody gives a damnIt's up to you how to hide or fleeTheir hunger never endsHateful design builds the structure divineA territory cold as iceAn endless empire with cynic desireBorn of a broken spellFeeling like a guttersnipe standing in lineDeciding his lifestyle by rolling the diceOne will stand another will fall downFind your way out from the constant lackYou gotta get yourself a picture of what is going onCause their lips are sealed nowTheir honesty never to be foundHateful design builds the structure divineA territory cold as iceAn endless empire with cynic desireBorn of a broken spellYour pride is just a symbolAnother hidden excuseFor being such a saviorDistorting your sick self abuse