Love leaves the soul,
Blood feeds the man who stands alone,
In the grasp of the hands that fornicate the land,
That emulate the past to infiltrate a man,
To tear his brother’s flesh and drink his blood, as we confess unto the crimes we lay at rest,
We lay at rest.
Rest upon the hand, rest upon the fortress,
Hold me in your arms,
Hold on to the dream, and the cry to wipe away the tears.
In a world that takes away the seeds,
And takes away another to fill its evil needs,
In a world that takes away the dreams,
When dreams deceive a man, insanity proceeds,
In a world that’s drowning in it’s lies,
Which persecutes his brother for the colour of his eyes,
In a world that radiates the skies, intoxicates the oceans,
So watch it as it dies alone.
No one is home,
No one will answer the call, the cry,
Hear the cry,
Comprehend the nature of your soul,
The horrors of a child that slips into the night, surrenders to the fight,
To find his senses won’t reply unto the evidence he finds along the way,
He dies along the way.
My world has no more meaning,
I’ve not much more to take,
Hold me in your arms,
Hold on to the dream, and the cry to wipe away the tears.
In a world that takes away the seeds,
And takes away another to fill its evil needs,
In a world that takes away the dreams,
When dreams deceive a man, insanity proceeds,
In a world that’s drowning in its lies,
Which persecutes his brother for the colour of his eyes,
In a world that radiates the skies, intoxicates the oceans,
So watch it as it dies.
