Pestilence

So alone you must feel, bound by selfishness and timeless dissonance
Famine and fever are all you have left the well has run dry

I hear the poison seeping in deafening every false accusation you preach
Guiding me to the answers I seek at the cost of life to anyone that speaks
Force fed fallacies manifested blindly have led us to tyranny
I watch them dance around surrendering to the plague like moths to a flame

It's such a shame, you're all the same
Riddled with symptoms, failed deceptive semantics leave me no choice
Deliver us to pestilence

I'll be the last fucking thing you see

I'll be the last fucking thing you see

I hear the poison seeping in deafening every false accusation you preach
Guiding me to the answers I seek at the cost of life to anyone that speaks
Force fed fallacies manifested blindly have led us to tyranny
I watch them dance around surrendering to the plague like moths to a flame



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Writer(s): Vincent Traylor
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