Leeches by Self Hypnosis Lyrics

My enemy sold its soul many years ago
Setting their leeches upon those that have what they do not
The ability to create beauty and meaning in this world
Instead they just make more sadness and emptiness for them to fill

Why is there a need for these virtues?
When the bland and soulless can be
Elevated equal or above
By any with adequate means

All we have created
Thе total sum of arts and knowledge
Now within our grasp
But tainted by association
With thе vacuous and empty headed creations of liars

"You are the ruiner of all things good"
"Life is pain, anybody who says differently is selling something."