Shifting Morals

Darker, deeper, violence and fear
Cruelty and compassion living together in one heart

Those bloody hands, scars on my wrists, stains on my innocence. Wallow in the beauty of belonging to all that’s lost. Now we’re sharpening our knives to tear this world apart. Fuck yet another bitter fraud….

In that nightmare that became our own, we tried, we bled. Endless, forsaken! Left for dead..
Another new messiah, another golden age, where we tried, we bled. Endless, forsaken! Left for dead…

And they repeat, swallow your fucking words
Stuck in the thread, loosing the depth of all their meaning. When all is lost, our only way to rise
is to kick each other down.. Kick each other down…

In that nightmare that became our own, we tried, we bled. Endless, forsaken! Left for dead..
Another new messiah, another golden age, where we tried, we bled. Endless, forsaken! Left for dead…


And fear is the new standard, dead pierced eyes and perished hearts. Feel the violence and fear, feel the pulse that makes it real. Salting our wounds with forgotten dreams, our integrity bought and sold... Fear is the new standard! Left for dead, fallen from grace….