Empty Vessels Make the Most Noise -

All these broken glories;

is this what you need?

United as brothers in a mission to succeed

Now we see the truth;

flames light the skies

Despotically abused;

your love is murder

Tattooed words on broken heads

Who shouts the loudest

Has forgotten how to speak their mind

Feed the night;

writing words in their blood

Pleasure without a care

Living in this torture, no dove could ever fly

You swim in dirty water, reaping human wry

Shell-shocked in silence

Victory by force;

Soul shall collapse, flattening our defences

Rest in jest;

forcefulness

Consign and control;

this empire must fall

Detained by a brutal mind

What’s his goal?

To leave nothing living behind