Brocken Spectre

Insurrection, another fairy-tale just beyond redemption
Disaffection, staring down the barrel of the same affliction
One thought at the knife at our throats
Begins the self-inflicted genocide
It's the blade's dream come true
To see the truth and hate within collide
All creations die alone, resurrection can't atone
I'll never erase this void created by your name
And drowning the paranoid persistence down in flames
You can't stop the bleeding
Carcasses rise above the wasted dialogue
Perspective receding
We'll die in the fog
I'll never fade into the dark
Betrayal and corruption
Another pretty body that the arms have to bear
Emotional revocation
Dissipated with their final goodbyes
Reality disruption
Submerged in the pollution of this nightmare
Thoughts built for annihilation
Justification in between their eyes
I hear evil follow all
Ash to ash we feed the fear
Follow blind and apprehend
Your final fate a warm embrace
You can't stop the bleeding
Carcasses rise above the wasted dialogue
Perspective receding
We'll die in the fog
I'll never fade into the dark