Disillusion

I walked the earth, I trekked through endless sacred places

I searched them, all of them, far and wide

I'd never seen so many pretty little faces, all waiting patiently

Waiting to die

I wait for something

I wait for anything to heal this world of all its wounds

Of all its hate, so I can feel again

Disillusion is common place

Confusion, our fatal flaw

Retribution, our sacred god

Conclusion

There is no law

We are slaves to apathy, wishing we were born without eyes

We crusade for trivial glory

We only care about what we despise

You tried to teach me

You tried to reach me through fear

The fear of what you are, of what you see, of what you hear inside