Conditioned to feel nothing. We turn our soul on all these crimes. Cries fall on deaf ears. And the killing continues. . They say what we don't know. Won't ever hurt us.
I see our world as out of focus. Lost and dying as we witness virtue thrown aside. Now degenerates and leeches thrive. . While the working man's condemned.
You fucking bleed now. . Underneath the veil was a killing power. Only a cursed love could retain. I lent it a vision and a voice. And pleaded in the greatest moment of need.
Hard rain pours down on the concrete seeps in deep below. Cold screams of the city are heard through the walls of every home. Most seek for a deeper meaning beyond their daily woes.