ROT

ROT OVER AND OVER AGAIN WE BECOME ROTTEN Over and over, just reliving the same night It keeps repeating, our grip releasing And now I fear this beast has lost its bite We can't keep feeding this empty feeling Wasted blood, sweat and tears Lost and forgotten years This is our final song We must stop the rot! I can hear them call my name Across this cold empty space That dislocated voice Guiding me onto the stage I can see the curtain fall Pulling a veil on a dream This sun is burning out But this is not defeat Over and over I'm re-writing the same lines Awake releases, from furtive dreaming But now I feel this beast is on the rise This new divide is just in time Over and Over We are unchosen Over and over Our dreams are stolen Wasted blood, sweat and tears Lost and forgotten years This is our final song We must stop the rot! I can hear them call my name Across this cold empty space That dislocated voice Guiding me onto the stage I can see the curtain fall Pulling a veil on a dream This sun is burning out But this is not defeat This esoteric union, Abandoned by our peers. This empty room of crowded minds has disappeared. An ego with a rotten core, and fading calloused pride Projecting light to the blind. We refuse to die I can hear them call my name Across this cold empty space That dislocated voice Guiding me onto the stage I can see the curtain fall Pulling a veil on a dream This sun is burning out But this is not defeat