White
Øystein Landsverk, Einar Solberg, Halvor Strand
Pale aversion in fatal alliance
Scream for deliverance
Fake your own reverence
Drifting in and out, I won't lie
Insecure my visions blind my
Sight, my means, my faith, my view
I hate myself for trusting you!
Find the door, egress this white world
Tie these chains and link what's, take what's
Mine, what's yours, you're mine, not yours
Above discoloured vomit pours
Justification of violence of worst kind
I wish I knew it when,
White did not mean the end
When transfixion occurs as the first state
White is all that I see
This is how she came to be
No contradiction in warfare and worship
Sing me a lullaby
Please, can you dry this eye?