A Final Procession

Crying out, time has come for ritual celebration

Lost cause for rejoicing in life

Chants and prayers for the damned

You have lied, you have sinned

Never stood by your convictions

Lost your way, no orientation

Pay for your malicious mistakes

Over and over, well-trodden path

On the brink of ruin for all to see

Time after time, journey into the light

You refuse to come clear

This is a final procession

Flocked together like a horde of sheep

Identity in corporate belief

Vanity, paleness of retribution’s delight

Compelled to follow, play along, forced to obey

You cannot judge, you cannot reason

You have never learnt to disagree

Forever renouncing rationality

Bring forth the burden of sin

Sign of these times, ambivalence

Delusion is short, remorse is long

You renounce responsibility

You arouse indignation

And this is a final procession

On tragedy they all shall feed

This is a final procession

On tragedy they all shall feed

This is a final procession

On tragedy they all shall feed

Over and over, well-trodden path

On the brink of ruin for all to see

Time after time, journey into the light

You refuse to come clear

This is a final procession

On tragedy they all shall feed

And this is a final procession

Tragedy to feed