Inertia

These are the pictures

These are the feelings from the front line

Living in silence

Feeling the deafness like heavy smoke

Smiling with strangers

Counting the days like a spring coiled up inside

Welcome to your future

Welcome to your book of lies

Fingers crawl through pages

Nothing changes, living here

Inertia - no wish to move at all

Inertia - everything's a stone wall

Inertia - history lets you die

A ragged pile of silent accusers

Smell the blood of strangers here

No eyes, no ears, no smell, no taste

The mouth of the maggot is full of this place

Murdered conscience, the pressure is crushing heads

Like paper lanterns now

Unbreakable grip, a dead hand driving us

Forward to the end

Kicking through the traces

A thousand years from now

Inertia - no wish to think at all

Inertia - everything's a stone wall

Inertia - history lets you die

Inertia - no wish to move at all

Inertia - everything's a stone wall

Inertia - history lets you die