Reflecting past tragedies are set free Like the burning wings from the black sky Submerging anti-life delivering your endtime Blinded factions reap what you sow You had it coming; to the graves they flow Mammoth war strikes you're awakened to Out the wolves come to bury you
Sidewalk graveyards for all the sympathy Dejected from how things used to be Repeated and inflicting lies Analysis becomes a waste of time This disease scriptured a doctrine At the fault line building your coffin Propaganda spread; decadent to bloom At the right time it's gonna bury you
So the lost are dead in flight Bleeding tragedy searching for light The fallout drowning lungs No direction from this bitter song Fleeting soldiers under urban skies Looking for answers; questioning life Always searching what's right for you 'Cause in the meantime it'll bury you