Gadget: The Funeral March Lyrics

Pick up pieces, made by man
Glimpse from the past, you'll have the truth at hand
Swallow teeth, choke on blood
Choice is made with knife in hand
Sick, tired, fed up with lies
Deceived by life, you close your eyes
Pick up pieces, made by man
Glimpse from the past, you'll have the truth at hand
Swallow teeth, choke on blood
Choice is made with knife in hand
Sick, tired, fed up with lies
Deceived by life, you close your eyes

All I need
All I feel
All I am
All that's real
is nothing
Feed on lies

The shadows have grown longer
Time is up, realize;
These are the final days
A final breath, a final sigh
We are deprived, in riches
Denied in spirit
Stolen by complexity
Denied the minor
Rectified!
It's all around me, every day; the decay
I can see the fire
I can feel the flames
In every circuit I find
I feel I'm loosing pace
So amplify my senses
Feed me your virus; do it now!
Is there another level?
Is there another drive?
It's all around me, every day; the decay
It's all around me, every day; the decay

I am so tired
I am so weak
I am destructive
Am I defeated?
I have tried and I have failed
I've been misled and I've been afraid
No more burying my self
Reaching the surface pulled down again

I tristessens fort blir ditt liv kort
Kedjad till bojor du ska hA¥llas fort
SlA¥ss fA¶r ditt liv innan din tid A¤r fA¶rbi
SlA¥ss fA¶r ditt liv du kan aldrig kA¶pa dej fri

A new kind of war
No need to dig those trenches
Massive decease!
A new kind of war
You might just be infected
Who do you trust?
We are the plague!!
Nature is striking back
With one brute attack
Massive decease
Society collapse
We turn against each-other
Who do you trust?

God of bugs - Lord of slugs
Fields of grief and lost beliefs
God of flies - Lord of lies
Grave-live trench with a rotten stench
Self-named messiah with greed in his mind
On his conscience: extinction of mankind
Devastation, desolation
Determination of a sick creation
God of bugs - Lord of slugs
Fields of grief and lost beliefs
God of flies - Lord of lies
Grave-live trench with a rotten stench
Self-named messiah with greed in his mind
On his conscience: extinction of mankind
Devastation, desolation
Determination of a sick creation

LA¥sta dA¶rrar en krossad man
Nedtrycktav den jA¤vla statens hand
Inget hopp, fA¶rkortat liv
Fast i en cell vad ska du bli
En fA¶rkastad man med en straffad hand
Inget hopp, fA¶rkortat liv
VA¤gen till graven A¤r inte sA¥ lA¥ng nu
Med snaran runt halsen ser du tillbaka pA¥ ditt liv
Vad fan skulle du ha A¤ndrat pA¥?

Visions of war
Illusions of peace
There is no hope
Humanity is doomed
Visions of war blinds my eyes
Deranged illusions of peace
Visions of war fucks up my mind
This might be the end of our time
Doomed to burn
Doomed to die

No need to hesitate
No one's here to save you from the end
Just ignore the facts
The piles of shit - all that remains
Walk into the light
Save yourself since no one ever did
Death - coming due
To fix your wounds and comfort you
The final decision
To accept your life's recission
No need to hesitate
It's just here to save you from the end
Walk into the light
Save yourself since no one ever did
Death - coming through
The final light that comforts you
Forward
Onward
Homewards
Coward

Another year
Does my heart desire?
I'm out of place
I live in fear
Will you wait for me?
I'm out of pace...
Run! Hide! Time is up...
Run! Hide! Death is near...
All this regret
My worst fear; erosion
To become less
I feel apart
This motion, this venture and still in vain
Run! Hide! Time is up...
Run! Hide! Death is near...

Can't you see the end is near
Isn't this what we all feared
A new dawn will rise with blood and despair
This is the final war
Is it the final call?
So let the mayhem begin
A war no one can win
Look ahead there closing in
There's no room for despair
This is the final war
Is it the final call?
Can't you see the end is near?
Isn't this what we all feared?
A new dawn will rise with blood and despair

VA¥ra tankar och frA¥gor fA¥r inga svar
FA¶rda bakom ljuset med era krav
Ska vi stA¥ hA¤r och se pA¥ det A¤r dags att slA¥ sej fri
JA¤vla idioter fA¶rbannade svin ni sjA¤l av min tid som ni A¤gde mitt liv
A„r det sA¥ hA¤r det ska vara?
En annan form av tortyr
Ni slA¶sar bort vA¥ra liv
A„r det sA¥ konstigt att vi flyr?
JA¤vla idioter fA¶rbannade svin ni sjA¤l av min tid som ni A¤gde mitt liv

Alas! Did I look away? Have I missed a frame?
That portrait doesn't match, it's incorrect
Feels like I think about this every single day
So hard it chokes my spirit, I just can't explain
I hope it stays within me, all that you installed
I only wish that I could affix my soul to yours
I want to fix it, make it work,
Shield you from its impact
Mend what can not be repaired
Feels like I think about this every single day
So hard it chokes my spirit, I just can't explain
I hope it stays within me, all that you installed
I only wish that I could affix my soul to yours