Dead Eyes in a Dying World

Dead Eyes in a Dying World - Terrortory

These are the days of darkness

Three days to cleanse the open wound

The stench of death surrounds me

And the streets are a barren waste

In the eyes of a dead man

Pale bleak and putrid

A hollow gaze sees nothing

The cataract eye is blind

These are the days of sorrow

Followed by nights of grief

Drown the weight of tomorrow

In gallons of liquid relief

Your visions are pale

Your eyesight is blurred

You'll never see the light of day again

You'll never see the light of day again

So follow your leaders

Obey their profits and losses

You gave up your rights

To carry their crosses

So follow your leaders

Obey their profits and losses

You gave up your rights

To carry their crosses

Repetition Repetition Repetition

Repetition Repetition Repetition

Each day the same routine

The Word and Gospel is Repetition

You are unknowingly enslaved

On the road to perdition

Meek

Abject

Submissive

Resigned

So follow your leaders

Obey their profits and losses

You gave up your rights

To carry their crosses

So follow your leaders

Obey their profits and losses

You gave up your rights

To carry their crosses

You gave up your rights