My new project. Sort of blackened crust sort of shit. [video]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NUHmWdrhf3Q[/video] LYRICS: Soothed, nude, used, abused, You call it harsh, I call it news, No purpose anymore, Just cash and trash and back-alley whores, We've got humanity for sale, Morality dispersed like a vapour trail, Get drunk, fucked up, wind up in jail, Whatever your goal, you fucking failed! You seek the love of cupid or Aphrodite, Too bad! True love died in the nineties! Slaves make freedom for the rulers, So how can you blame them for trying to fool us? Their power structures growing fat, ugly and bulbous, And its left you scarred like an emo kid in the back of a school bus! You seek the love of cupid or Aphrodite, Too bad! True love died in the nineties! Reign down!