Fast paced, adrenaline, not as harsh as our other tracks

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A sinister song about someone on their death-bed, possibly as a result of other people's actions... The music was made first and then lyrics were fitted to it.

Your breatheing is futile
You can't escape the pain
From the Misery Experiments
Your life is but a stain

On the white sheets of passion
The bed in which you die
Your hourglass is broken
For your aims were set too high

Face the truth
Read the clues

The doctor has declared you are no longer human
You mither and curse to be buried in the sand
What is it that you lived for, defaced prosperity?
To touch the hand of love is just mediocrity

Your breatheing is futile
You can't escape the pain
From the Misery Experiments
Your life is but a stain

On the white sheets of passion
The bed in which you die
Your hourglass is broken
For your aims were set too high

Your hourglass is broken