Suffering
P.A.I.N. Lyrics

What are their sorrows worth
What is the value of other's suffering in the face of your own greed?

If greed has tied your wings to the earth
Your obsession with material gain is holding you down and preventing you from soaring.

Until your bones become one with the weeds
You will be so consumed by your filth and decay that you will merge with the earth itself.

You'll build a legacy of filth
Your avarice and corruption will be the only mark you leave on this world.

As you bathe in debris
You revel in the mess you've made and the hurt you've caused.

Cash out on ultimatums and shame
You take advantage of other's misfortune and use it to enrich yourself.

Take what you can
You have no regard for others and will do whatever it takes to satisfy your own desires.

But I can see That you'll forever be Lost and forgotten
Your legacy will be one of ignominy and isolation.

I know you'll wither alone Breaking your promises
Your self-centeredness will drive away all those close to you, and you will betray those you promised to help.

Have you no Guilt from the lies that you sold Or did your sins lead you to sell your soul
Do you not feel any remorse for the harm you have caused and the people you have deceived, or have you completely abandoned your morality for your greed?

You have no sense of what is coming Until the color leaves your eyes Until you die
You are so blinded by your indulgences that you will not know the true cost of your actions until it is too late and you face death.

Fake and resentful A pharisee Hateful polluted impurity
You are insincere, hypocritical, and embody all that is corrupted and distasteful.

You thrive off of rolling dice Betting your life Is a small price to pay As you rot and decay
You are willing to risk everything, including your own existence, for a chance at greater riches and success, even as it destroys you from within.

But you're a keystone A pathetic void of greed Providing fear Summoning suffering
You are a central piece in the cycle of pain you have created, draining resources and emitting a toxic aura that spreads agony to all around you.

What are their sorrows worth If this is how you want to live your life Painting victims on a warped die Then so be it you were born to the game And now you'll burn in flames Thus suffering
The suffering you inflict on others is meaningless in light of the reckless, destructive path you have chosen to follow. You were born to the destructive game of your own design, and your actions will ultimately result in your own downfall.

Are you proud of where you are now Soon you'll be dead From what you con out Forever lost and blind Until you die
You should not take pride in what you have achieved, for it is built on the suffering of others, and will lead only to your own ruin and oblivion.

Lost and forgotten
You will be abandoned and alone, your memory a stain on the world you were meant to uplift.