Close To

Putrification of your violation.
Setting fires amongst the sheep.
Joy has become a dirty word.
Only violence can now be heard.
With a gun to our heads and a hook in our backs.
What surrounds are lies that replaced facts.

Put your ego down.
In danger of being close to drowning.

Severance encased in concrete smiles.
Demons playing with our life cards.
One wrong move and we die.
Dealers choice is a complete lie.
So stand ground or cower in the dark, its all the same.
Forced to watch as our future goes up in flame.

Piston forged in the dark of night.
Every moment reinforces our plight.
Suspended in a tomb of whey.
Want this collapsing cage to go a-fucking-way!

Put your ego down.
In danger of being close to drowning.
One more time.
We go again.
Repeat the cycle.
Run from being a disciple!