"We'll even take the sky away, block out the sun if we can"
This has been planned for years
The reasons change with the weather, and still
Nothing has been found but lies
The words take wing to pierce like daggers
At the nape of the neck
To pierce like daggers, to pierce like daggers
While the back is turned
This was supposed to be trust
Supposed to be for us
Now it all belongs to the few
Now it all belongs to the few
And only cutthroat tactics
And walking over others gets us respect
In the eyes of our "god"
As the web
Grows tighter, yet larger, we are all caught
And those that don't see it coming are turned
Even more twisted than before, without knowing
"Yes, we now will even take the sky away
And leave your life as dark as ours"
Taken away and destroyed before our eyes
No voices were heard, and none were memorable
We were left to our own destiny, we failed at that
And sought solace in the coldest arms imaginable
We are the makers of our own fate, and we failed
We all have blood on our hands
We all have blood on our hands