"Poverty Of Language" lyrics

Armed with the minds of the blind deceivers
Vain sepulchers with vacant eyes
Alight from the truth left synthesized
And delivered en masse like a prophet's lie
Caustic agents of resignation
Thrown to the Earth like a twisted vein
The puerile cries of the ignorati
And the passive haze of banal contempt
And now the scars have rearranged
To promulgate that nothing's changed

And like a vision sought through fire
Presuppositions fall prosaic
To recognize another way
Or is it all too much to take?
Trudging between those lies
And caught still by infernal eyes
There's poverty in language
Justified this time

As poison flows through rotted basins
Our vision lingers, longing still
A parasite of flawed conviction
Embedded now in our consciousness
Judgments rendered now found unfit
And we've sacrificed too much to fucking quit

And like a vision sought through fire
Presuppositions fall prosaic
To recognize another way
Or is it all too much to take?
Trudging between those lies
And caught still by infernal eyes
There's poverty in language
Justified this time

You can't feel anything because there's nothing inside
Just a flash of perception tied to reckless pride
A crease in the artifice nobody will know
And the dread inside your mind that fucking won't let go
If I could find a way to set things right
Another tragic end to a wasted night
Like the gates of purpose, the walls of fate
The light recedes as the mob lies in wait