There's an impending anonimity that stalks us while we sleep A haunting adject isolation A deafining ambiguity in the company we keep A wanting sense of certainty in everything we thought we knew Is our time over Have we come to A time when faceless names that breed in shadows Raise their seething eyes The nameless face of cold defiance Speaks its soulless lies When bated breath and trembling fingers Rip our worthless lives away There's a crippling clutch, and addiction That grips us deep inside For tethered wounds and lacerations A rippling touch, an affliction Eclipsed the changing tide Forever tainting the memory of everything that we've been through Is our time over Have we come to A time when faceless names that breed in shadows Raise their seething eyes The nameless face of cold defiance Speaks its soulless lies When bated breath and trembling fingers Conceal the light of day And waste our worthless lives away We're but a lonely few But we'll keep on drifting When faceless names that breed in shadows Raise their seething eyes The nameless face of cold defiance Speaks its soulless lies When bated breath and trembling hands Conceal the light of day And waste our worthless lives away
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