Among the Sheep
Among the sheep
Denial wrought on the face
Dissension rotting the core of the bones
Allowance of evils inside the home
Fulfillment of the self made prophecy
The fire stifled in its prime
Black sand falling
Like the grains of time to quench the truth from the light
The embers hissing remorse as the plan runs its course
The self made prophecy
It comes to be
Nobody has to die
Put the guns down and sit quiet like
Allow the glue of inaction set
Watch with your eyes taped open
And sit in the corner with your new friends
Allow the stillness to shake you
Allow the fear to wake you
From a day gone wrong
Nobody has to die
Put the guns down and sit quiet like
Allow the glue of inaction set
Watch with your eyes taped open
And sit in the corner with your new friends
Just have a seat
Just have a seat
What a day gone wrong
Every moment that passes an illusion is brought to the fold
That this life is better without the pain
The pain
Every moment that passes an illusion is brought to the fold
That this life is better without the pain
The pain
Can we allow it over and over and over again?
A thief in our home that we set free
Can we allow it over and over and over again?
A thief in our home that we set free
Denial wrought on the face
Dissension rotting the core of the bones
Allowance of evils inside the home
Fulfillment of the self made prophecy
The fire stifled in its prime
Black sand falling
Like the grains of time to quench the truth from the light
The embers hissing remorse as the plan runs its course
The self made prophecy
It comes to be
Nobody has to die
Put the guns down and sit quiet like
Allow the glue of inaction set
Watch with your eyes taped open
And sit in the corner with your new friends
Allow the stillness to shake you
Allow the fear to wake you
From a day gone wrong
Nobody has to die
Put the guns down and sit quiet like
Allow the glue of inaction set
Watch with your eyes taped open
And sit in the corner with your new friends
Just have a seat
Just have a seat
What a day gone wrong
Every moment that passes an illusion is brought to the fold
That this life is better without the pain
The pain
Every moment that passes an illusion is brought to the fold
That this life is better without the pain
The pain
Can we allow it over and over and over again?
A thief in our home that we set free
Can we allow it over and over and over again?
A thief in our home that we set free
Credits
Writer(s): Matthew Freeman, Raphael Fiore, Sean Walter
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