The Scalpel

Sweetness, have they cut you down and bore far beneath your war machine?

Then found your weakness that the world just yearned for more

The massive silence that can only lead the blind so long before we see

The final moment breaking down but used to be



We are the vacant, the wasted

And falling faster now

We are the faceless, the nameless

Our blood wont hit the ground



In a dream I held your hand

And read your final words to only me

Then found your weakness floating face down next to me



We are the vacant, the wasted

And falling faster now

We are the faceless, the nameless

Our blood wont hit the ground