[Lyric] Black Site (Anecdata)

Catacombs for the remains of a dream
Black site
Dead again in Sepulchure, there's a theme
Black site

Truth is not how you connect to the base
Black site
Rush again through all the orders apace
Black site

And so we can't be held to account or deja vu

Hold 'em offshore 'til they forget the taste
Black site
Of fascism, of religion, of the main course
Sunlight

And so we can't be held to account or live up to you