Conducting From The Grave Signs
They say we're the last to see these days, to fill these chains, to share these bonds
We fear the coming of the dawn, and change that follows the tides that man has made
The void we create inside ourselves can never be filled without knowing why
Our lives, are we not all the same, or is it easier to brand what we dread?
Our world, this place engulfed in our bloodshed
Is our arrogant attempt at controlling what we are
So now we take our shots in the dark to justify the reasons
But this is who we are, endlessly crawling
Now we leave ourselves in divide in spite of all this suffering
But this is who we are, breathlessly calling, while leaving others to the flood
Here are all the signs? Will it ever change or turn around
Or could it be we've already fallen? Are we left here to stand all alone?
Do we stand our ground? We're losing sight and we're out of mind as we begin
To see it spiraling down. Converging will to spark the inner flame that is never ending
Amassing prowess to decimate our fear
We look onward for the sunrise to come but we're never moving on
Our lives, are we not all the same, or is it easier to brand what we dread?
Our world, this place engulfed in our bloodshed, is our arrogant attempt at controlling what we are
It all repeats as if there's no insight to all we've murdered to retain our designs
We wait for the signs
Deliver us
We're are all the same, but will we change before its too late?
Devoured, enslaved to malice. Unchain us! Deliver us from our damnation! Unleash us from our fate!
