Failstate

Temper the burn

With the death of a night, unending

The voices fall again

In judgement and scorn

The sky disappears

To fragment our blind perception

Forge every waking thought

And stoke our fears

To the tune of the apocalypse

To the tune of the apocalypse

Brave the silent hours

Resist the fail state

There is death inside

And nothing but failure

And you will never know its name

You will never know its name

With a line descending

As the voices call again

The barriers appear

To block out our baser instincts

Force each and every thought

To amplify fear

To the tune of the apocalypse

To the tune of the apocalypse

Brave the silent hours

Resist the fail state

There is death inside

And nothing but failure

And you will never know its name

You will never know its name

The final set of fours

Repeat the affirmation

Face the indecision

Resist the fail state

To the tune of the apocalypse

To the tune of the apocalypse

Brave the silent hours

Resist the fail state

To the tune of the apocalypse

To the tune of the apocalypse

Brave the silent hours

Resist the fail state