Isolation - Headshot

Pressed into lifeless shapes

Suffer from vertigo

Confronted with a brutal world we grow

Dispersal — disorder

Just chopped in bits

Dissection — into pieces

That will never fit — again

Betrayed and agonized

Until the day you die

But your self-made prison is a lie

Dispersal — disorder

Just chopped in bits

Dissection — into pieces

That will never fit — again

We are the travellers of eternity

We lost our way, we walk alone

We are creators of our destiny

In isolation we shall drown

There is no common ground

No union, no alliance

Too many try to be the first in line

Dispersal

Disorder

Dissection

Isolation

We are all witness to insanity

The plague is spread across the land

We are observers of catastrophes

Things just getting out of hand