"Phychosocial" is a song from the album All Hope Is Gone.thumb|300px|right
Song Meaning
Man, what a love song to the band! Its got that Rammstien/ministry mechanical edge to it, but my vocals add something very real and very human to it. The Juxtaposition works and i wanted to play in and out of that world. Lyrically its very much about us, and the fact that we can pull it off when were focused.
Lyrics
I did my time and I want out - so effusive Fade / it doesn’t cut / the soul is not so vibrant The Reckoning / The Sickening Packaging Subversion / Pseudo-Sacrosanct Perversion Go drill your deserts / Go dig your graves Then fill your mouth with all the money you will save Sinking in / Getting smaller again / I’M DONE It has begun. I’m not the only one…
AND THE RAIN WILL KILL US ALL… WE THROW OURSELVES AGAINST THE WALL BUT NO ONE ELSE CAN SEE THE PRESERVATION OF THE MARTYR IN ME
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There are cracks in the road we laid, but where the temple fell, The secrets have gone mad This is nothing new, but when we killed it all, the hate was all we had Who needs another mess? We could start over Just look me in the eyes and say I’m wrong Now there’s only emptiness… venomous, insipid I think we’re done. I’m not the only one…
AND THE RAIN WILL KILL US ALL… WE THROW OURSELVES AGAINST THE WALL BUT NO ONE ELSE CAN SEE THE PRESERVATION OF THE MARTYR IN ME
<psychosocial>
THE LIMITS OF THE DEAD
Fake Anti-Fascist Lie I tried to tell you, but your purple hearts are giving out Can’t stop a killing idea if it’s hunting season Is this what you want? I’m not the only one…
AND THE RAIN WILL KILL US ALL… WE THROW OURSELVES AGAINST THE WALL BUT NO ONE ELSE CAN SEE THE PRESERVATION OF THE MARTYR IN ME AND THE RAIN WILL KILL US ALL… WE THROW OURSELVES AGAINST THE WALL BUT NO ONE ELSE CAN SEE THE PRESERVATION OF THE MARTYR IN ME
THE LIMITS OF THE DEAD