No hope in sight, the reality of our plight leads us ever deep in despair
How much more can be taken, until there's nothing left?
And though our pain, we keep restrained to cohere and coalesce
This lurid sense of complacency can only mean our end, mean our end!
What's left when this pretense of freedom fades?
Will we cling to our bondage just to keep things all the same?
The breast of this slave-ship culture from which we feed
excretes a bitter substance that poisons our dreams
Lies woven through the fabric of our lives lulls us to sleep
Promising us warmth while depriving us of the very things we need
It cripples as it nurtures
It festers as it heals
It's gift leaves less than nothing
It blinds as it reveals
Deceitful smile
A butcher's kiss
An endless fall
To black abyss
Descend...
Blackened sky, devoid of life
Whispers for truth, in endless night
A raven's song, our requiem
Heralds the end, and our last breath...
and our last breath
Now with no hope in sight the reality of our plight leads us ever deep in despair
How much more can be taken, until there's nothing left?
Despondent times will stir the mind to assail these bitter days
To resist with every breath of life until nothing of shadows remain
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