Constant Lyrics

There is none righteous, all have turned aside.
Sorrow fill the lives of falseness and lies.
Not hunger or thirst, diseases or wars.
Nothing is enough for dying mankind.
There is no horror, which man is not capable.
Misery and failure, is it what man is made of?

I step aside to listen, the cry of this world.
Pain comes in many forms, enhanced in hands of men.
Constant amount of pain driving us insane.
I have less so you get more.

Constant are the cries.
You have less so I get more.
Constant are the cries.
Constant amount of pain driving me inside.
I have less so you get more.
Constant are the cries.

You have less so I get more.
Constant are the cries.
Have a feast at Vanity Fear.
I have less so you get more.
Constant are the cries.
Have a feast at Vanity Fear.
You have less so I get more.
Constant are the cries.