There’s an impending anonimity that stalks us while we sleep
A haunting adject isolation
A deafining ambiguity in the company we keep
A wanting sense of certainty in everything we thought we knew
Is our time over
Have we come to A time when faceless names that breed in shadows
Raise their seething eyes
The nameless face of cold defiance
Speaks its soulless lies
When bated breath and trembling fingers
Rip our worthless lives away
There’s a crippling clutch, and addiction
That grips us deep inside
For tethered wounds and lacerations
A rippling touch, an affliction
Eclipsed the changing tide
Forever tainting the memory of everything that we’ve been through
Is our time over
Have we come to A time when faceless names that breed in shadows
Raise their seething eyes
The nameless face of cold defiance
Speaks its soulless lies
When bated breath and trembling fingers
Conceal the light of day
And waste our worthless lives away
We’re but a lonely few
But we’ll keep on drifting
When faceless names that breed in shadows
Raise their seething eyes
The nameless face of cold defiance
Speaks its soulless lies
When bated breath and trembling hands
Conceal the light of day
And waste our worthless lives away