We march like fools in a parade of chaos. We march like fools in a parade of chaos. . Led by our enemies. While we sing their praises. Led by our enemies.
It blinds my eyes to see you. It bleeds my hands to touch your face. It burns my ears to hear you. It mutes my tongue to say your name. . It blinds my eyes to see you.
Masks and a fake skin. The builders keep breaking. The buzzing, attracted to the innocent. . The wolves lead the sheep. With a stare to crush their hopes and water.
Marked to be alone. And my eyes are closed. Drown and separate. Sakes of discernment. . Walk with the broken pieces. They do not say a word. . Marked to be alone.