Zennon - Remastered

Slow the procession
That moves down
The road as they mourn

Hearts that are heavy
No burden, unloaded
No resolution

No retribution
The madness
Must stop now
No

Whisper the dead to
The living, they can't heal
It is cold

But in the sadness
That pierces my heart
Seeds we sow

And in the end all
We have is each other

Zennon!
Zennon!
Zennon!
Zennon!

Moulded by computer
Archetypes killing
Is fun

Nervous, the young boy
His first job, he lifts up
It is gun

Victims of circumstance
Products of that we've
Begun

Wide open mouths as
The killer, he knows that
He is done

But in the sadness
That pierces my heart
Seeds we sow

And in the end all
We have is each other

Zennon!
Zennon!
Zennon!
Zennon!

But in the sadness
That pierces my heart
Seeds we sow

And in the end all
We have is each other

Zennon!
Zennon!

Zennon!
Zennon!
Zennon!
Zennon!



Credits
Writer(s): Andy Gill, Jaz Coleman, Kevin Walker, Martin Glover
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