Portrait of a Headless Man
๐ต 959 characters
โฑ๏ธ 5:01 duration
๐ ID: 10751473
๐ Lyrics
In a world controlled by fire.
In a world controlled by fire,
Psychotic preachers thrive.
They use the waves to bind us,
They use the screens to blind us.
I joined headless forces
They told us what to do.
We worked, we fought, we bled.
A cogwheel in the system,
A ghost in the machine.
In my private thoughts,
Only pain felt real.
Cry
I am crying, in the portrait
Of a headless man.
Laugh
I am laughing, in the portrait
Of a headless man
I am a man with strong regrets.
I followed great deceivers
Believe in headless leaders.
They played their game, true sons of Cain
But I was a hopeless dreamer,
With my head deep in the clouds.
More joined the fiery leaders,
And blood was shed in rivers.
Those without a mind had to pick our side,
With the use of fearsome methods.
One more empty frame ready for display,
On a gallery of headless portraits.
Cry!
I am crying, in the portrait
Of a headless man.
Laugh!
I am laughing, in the portrait
Of a headless man
In a world controlled by fire,
Psychotic preachers thrive.
They use the waves to bind us,
They use the screens to blind us.
I joined headless forces
They told us what to do.
We worked, we fought, we bled.
A cogwheel in the system,
A ghost in the machine.
In my private thoughts,
Only pain felt real.
Cry
I am crying, in the portrait
Of a headless man.
Laugh
I am laughing, in the portrait
Of a headless man
I am a man with strong regrets.
I followed great deceivers
Believe in headless leaders.
They played their game, true sons of Cain
But I was a hopeless dreamer,
With my head deep in the clouds.
More joined the fiery leaders,
And blood was shed in rivers.
Those without a mind had to pick our side,
With the use of fearsome methods.
One more empty frame ready for display,
On a gallery of headless portraits.
Cry!
I am crying, in the portrait
Of a headless man.
Laugh!
I am laughing, in the portrait
Of a headless man
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[01:04.30] In a world controlled by fire.
[01:07.96] In a world controlled by fire,
[01:14.40] Psychotic preachers thrive.
[01:18.92]
[01:25.99] They use the waves to bind us,
[01:29.66] They use the screens to blind us.
[01:33.28] I joined headless forces
[01:35.17] They told us what to do.
[01:37.12] We worked, we fought, we bled.
[01:40.62] A cogwheel in the system,
[01:42.47] A ghost in the machine.
[01:44.46] In my private thoughts,
[01:46.34] Only pain felt real.
[01:49.54]
[02:19.06] Cry
[02:20.41] I am crying, in the portrait
[02:24.26] Of a headless man.
[02:26.49] Laugh
[02:27.86] I am laughing, in the portrait
[02:31.55] Of a headless man
[02:34.94]
[02:41.63] I am a man with strong regrets.
[02:48.94] I followed great deceivers
[02:52.60] Believe in headless leaders.
[02:56.48] They played their game, true sons of Cain
[03:03.74] But I was a hopeless dreamer,
[03:07.49] With my head deep in the clouds.
[03:12.54]
[03:19.03] More joined the fiery leaders,
[03:22.78] And blood was shed in rivers.
[03:26.41] Those without a mind had to pick our side,
[03:30.16] With the use of fearsome methods.
[03:33.65] One more empty frame ready for display,
[03:37.56] On a gallery of headless portraits.
[03:42.30]
[03:48.02] Cry!
[03:49.55] I am crying, in the portrait
[03:53.13] Of a headless man.
[03:55.52] Laugh!
[03:56.94] I am laughing, in the portrait
[04:00.50] Of a headless man
[04:01.24]
[01:07.96] In a world controlled by fire,
[01:14.40] Psychotic preachers thrive.
[01:18.92]
[01:25.99] They use the waves to bind us,
[01:29.66] They use the screens to blind us.
[01:33.28] I joined headless forces
[01:35.17] They told us what to do.
[01:37.12] We worked, we fought, we bled.
[01:40.62] A cogwheel in the system,
[01:42.47] A ghost in the machine.
[01:44.46] In my private thoughts,
[01:46.34] Only pain felt real.
[01:49.54]
[02:19.06] Cry
[02:20.41] I am crying, in the portrait
[02:24.26] Of a headless man.
[02:26.49] Laugh
[02:27.86] I am laughing, in the portrait
[02:31.55] Of a headless man
[02:34.94]
[02:41.63] I am a man with strong regrets.
[02:48.94] I followed great deceivers
[02:52.60] Believe in headless leaders.
[02:56.48] They played their game, true sons of Cain
[03:03.74] But I was a hopeless dreamer,
[03:07.49] With my head deep in the clouds.
[03:12.54]
[03:19.03] More joined the fiery leaders,
[03:22.78] And blood was shed in rivers.
[03:26.41] Those without a mind had to pick our side,
[03:30.16] With the use of fearsome methods.
[03:33.65] One more empty frame ready for display,
[03:37.56] On a gallery of headless portraits.
[03:42.30]
[03:48.02] Cry!
[03:49.55] I am crying, in the portrait
[03:53.13] Of a headless man.
[03:55.52] Laugh!
[03:56.94] I am laughing, in the portrait
[04:00.50] Of a headless man
[04:01.24]