Lost are days of guilt and rage Of bitter black and grey A welcome to tomorrow The soft caress of fate Hidden in our past Distorted thoughts and dreams Visions of disaster Tremors we hold dear
Why are we prisoners? What deeds remain to seek? When will the rainbow break apart?
Then we face the final blight When the morning murders night Ravaged minds in blissful light Silent corpses rise in mind Words of vermillion spread When comes the day we dread
Feel the stench of solitude Of apathy and truth Engraved within the voices Within the the silent cries Hidden from our view Disfigured shapes protrude Figures forged by madness To seal this withering tomb
And we face our inner blight When we mourn this murder's night Ravaged flesh beyond our sight Silent whispers scratched denied Floods of vermillion bled Comes now the day we dread
Come the dead
Chaos violently churning These crimson stains will remain Collapsing the world as we sleep The promise we never could keep See what our place has become See what our future will hold See what our actions has brought See how we wither away See how we wither to dust See us reduced to a memory
We aim our screams into the light And feel the terror of its might Ravaged souls torn from the night Silently in dreadful blight Tears of vermillion shed On this the day we dread