The Beast - The New Year

In the back room

They can find the upside

In a mudslide

The sacrifices made

The memories will fade

Before we get repaid

They retained the option

To trade in anything

Standing in the middle of the night

Staring at my sense of sight

Wondering how we signed away the right

When they get through

Who knows what we might do

Had they not convinced us

That we win when we’re at their feast

Giving in to the beast