War Against The Plebs - Act III - Blind and Numb

Triumphant sirens
Death's march
Echoing through the chambers,

Chained living corpses
Pained victims' orifices

And I wish they could see the light
Knowing it could never be enough for me
Falling short from my everything

Crying Thunder
Crawling Winds
In the Mind's Eye

Fates' waiting
Frozen time
Senseless and endless suffering

Drained bleeding silence
Reign seething tyrants

But don't you want anything more for your life
Closing off from all the potential
Blindly accept all that's been given

Seeing Death
Tearing Inside
Blind and numb



Credits
Writer(s): Bill Moores
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