Bleugh
What what
Inside my head
I feel the comfort setting in
Complacency is a coffin for the innocent
Trapped in a continuous fight where sin has covered the wrong from right
Wearing masks or peace
Their face is not the same
Their face is not the same
Their face is not the same
Their face is not the same
We have been deceived
Apathy I breathe neglect fills my lungs
Exhale the hate of a world without love
Demons of the depths now sit on the throne
Destroy the temple above and leave the rest in the dust
Tombstones are trophies as we enter the grey
Enter the grey
Where do you stand
Where will your head lay
Wearing masks of peace
They lead astray
Their face is not the same
We have been deceived
Demons prey upon the hearts of stagnant minds
Refuse your eyes to the grey from the black and white
Apathy I breathe neglect fills my lungs
Demons of the depths now sit on the throne
Apathy I breathe neglect fills my lungs
Exhale the hate of a world without love
Demons of the depths now sit on the throne
Destroy the temple above and leave the rest in the dust
And leave the rest in the dust