The Siren Of Yersinia

Familiar feelings you don't know
You were strong enough to go
Wishing you were blown away
Watching hopes and dreams decay

Always watching over you
All my will is overdue
When you smoke that cigarette
Coughing blood but feeling it

A distant calling of the cross
For you to deal with bitter loss
The age of man's come to an end
Let the age of womankind begin

I hear the siren of Yersinia
I need your death to set me free
I hear the silence of our millions
I feel the sickness breathe in me

I hear the siren of Yersinia
I need your death to set me free
I hear the silence of our millions
I feel the sickness breathe in me

Come to the garden of Yersinia
We need your death to set us free
Hear the silence of our millions
I feel the sickness breathe in me