Untitled - Next In Line

A growing sickness is now overwhelming

Losing minds, the control of living

Turning their eyes to the loudest preachers

They seek for those who won’t fear the fever

Redefined what’s taken as normal

Watching with the bluntness of an empty mind

Redefined what’s taken as normal

No matter if you see or if you’re fully blind

All is seen and all is forgotten

The constant stream is here, and it is long to stay

All is seen and all is forgotten

The comfort of insanity welcomes you again

Cross your fingers

Point the blame

All is happning because of them

No on to save you

No one to care

While the trace of the reality fades