Where The Flavour Is - Sleeping Gods

And a rat-racing begins

Turn a deaf ear to what I sing

Dated out of what I live

I’m not getting but I give

Where the flavour is

At night you hear me scream

Hear me laugh

In your sweet dream

Death as target, life as way

Hate as duty, love not to betray

I’m your madness see me grow

Guiding your blood, let it flow

What I feel and what I see

It is the pain of your reality