Portrait of a Headless Man
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โฑ๏ธ 5:01 duration
๐ ID: 2719976
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
[01:03.04] In a world controlled by fire.
[01:07.86] In a world controlled by fire,
[01:13.87] Psychotic preachers thrive.
[01:26.69] They use the waves to bind us,
[01:29.38] They use the screens to blind us.
[01:33.72] I joined headless forces
[01:35.22] They told us what to do.
[01:36.48] We worked, we fought, we bled.
[01:40.38] A cogwheel in the system,
[01:42.20] A ghost in the machine.
[01:44.00] In my private thoughts,
[01:46.26] Only pain felt real.
[02:19.43] Cry
[02:20.36] I am crying, in the portrait
[02:24.02] Of a headless man.
[02:26.25] Laugh
[02:27.45] I am laughing, in the portrait
[02:31.58] Of a headless man
[02:41.37] I am a man with strong regrets.
[02:48.56] I followed great deceivers
[02:52.57] Believe in headless leaders.
[02:56.56] They played their game, true sons of Cain
[03:03.02] But I was a hopeless dreamer,
[03:07.21] With my head deep in the clouds.
[03:19.25] More joined the fiery leaders,
[03:22.74] And blood was shed in rivers.
[03:26.88] Those without a mind had to pick our side,
[03:30.05] With the use of fearsome methods.
[03:33.59] One more empty frame ready for display,
[03:37.02] On a gallery of headless portraits.
[03:48.28] Cry!
[03:49.53] I am crying, in the portrait
[03:53.28] Of a headless man.
[03:55.45] Laugh!
[03:56.63] I am laughing, in the portrait
[04:00.57] Of a headless man
[01:07.86] In a world controlled by fire,
[01:13.87] Psychotic preachers thrive.
[01:26.69] They use the waves to bind us,
[01:29.38] They use the screens to blind us.
[01:33.72] I joined headless forces
[01:35.22] They told us what to do.
[01:36.48] We worked, we fought, we bled.
[01:40.38] A cogwheel in the system,
[01:42.20] A ghost in the machine.
[01:44.00] In my private thoughts,
[01:46.26] Only pain felt real.
[02:19.43] Cry
[02:20.36] I am crying, in the portrait
[02:24.02] Of a headless man.
[02:26.25] Laugh
[02:27.45] I am laughing, in the portrait
[02:31.58] Of a headless man
[02:41.37] I am a man with strong regrets.
[02:48.56] I followed great deceivers
[02:52.57] Believe in headless leaders.
[02:56.56] They played their game, true sons of Cain
[03:03.02] But I was a hopeless dreamer,
[03:07.21] With my head deep in the clouds.
[03:19.25] More joined the fiery leaders,
[03:22.74] And blood was shed in rivers.
[03:26.88] Those without a mind had to pick our side,
[03:30.05] With the use of fearsome methods.
[03:33.59] One more empty frame ready for display,
[03:37.02] On a gallery of headless portraits.
[03:48.28] Cry!
[03:49.53] I am crying, in the portrait
[03:53.28] Of a headless man.
[03:55.45] Laugh!
[03:56.63] I am laughing, in the portrait
[04:00.57] Of a headless man