Slaves Of Consent

Existential demise

We close our eyes to conceal it

No air to breathe

No time left, it's all over

Awaken in denial

Evoke a perpetual bane

No way to justify

This inhuman urge to degenerate

We only see what we wish to be

But can't conceive what we perceive

I see the writings on the wall

Where did we think this would end?

We're on the verge to tragedy

We are blind slaves of consent

The answer is in the mirror

A constant threat's within

Words won't heal but compound

They don't speak the truth

Disguise the guilt

So nobody can see through

How very foul all doing and undoing is

When carried too far

All our fears come alive

We steal a glance at destiny

And all we sight is born of sin

Bound to atone for infinity

The omission and transgression

Unforgiven, unreleased adversity

Words unspoken, solemn promise

We praise the downfall drawing near

As we approach our termination

We are blind slaves of consent

The answer is in the mirror

A constant threat's within

Words won't heal but compound

They don't speak the truth

Existential demise

We close our eyes to conceal it

No air to breathe

At the verge to tragedy

I see the writings on the wall

Where did we think this would end?

We're on the verge to tragedy

We are blind slaves of consent

All our fears come alive

We steal a glance at destiny

And all we sight is born of sin

Bound to atone for infinity