A living giving corpse so weak
A sacred path where do we fall
Desired anguish fear of life
Makes mortyrs of us all
Deluisoned prayers fill the air
A hopeful soul is hard to see
Human cruelty frozen in time
A world so hard to feed
Nothing seems to matter
Teh rain begins to fall
Nothing to believe in
Even angels learn to fall
A trantic march into the sea
Being hunted to extinction
This human bond of frail mortality
A tarnished ground of true conviction
A teardrop falls behind closed walls
There's so much more of life to see
The closing of the door
The mind and so much more
A broken moment to believe
Torment and anger
Runs through my viens
Leaving me cold inside
Surrender your feeling
Unfolding is the veil
Turning love to despair
This anger a silent rage
This anger a silent rate
Writer(s): Bill Leeb, Chris Bryan Peterson
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