Zennon

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, no
Whisper the dead to the living
They can't hear it's 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

Molded by computer archetypes
Killing is fun
Nervous, the young boy his first job
He lifts up his gun
Victims of circumstance
Products of what we've begun
Wide open mouths as the killer
He knows what he's 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): Andrew James Dalrymple Gill, Kevin Walker, Jeremy Coleman, Martin Glover
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