[fluxu§yndrom]'s lyrics & chords

An aural bombardment, the sound of beckoning, the wake-up call to our mediocrity. Of noise for shock value there is much, but only for the reason that our society is in dire need of shock therapy. Of sombre phrases plenteous, for the heart is filled with lament. Imperiling machines exist contemporaneously with lush strings and angelic voices because the world is defined by irony. This is the descent of us as witnessed through the eyes of one who tries to unshackle from the chains of norm. This is for your headphones - for the justification...read more