Grinding Family (feat. Alvinaya/Ivanor)

In the heart of town where the shadows grow tall A flour mill stands run by the family know-it-all They think they've got it all Oh control's their name But every foundation's falling apart just the same The walls are crumbling but they don't really care Moral's sinking lower Workers trembling in despair If it's not their way you better hit the road Pushing every soul to overclock the load Grinding down to flour Hearts in overtime Legs giving way but they say it's just fine Whispers in the corners A tale left untold We're all scared of the family Losing our hold Dust clouds rising Choking every breath Echoes of a freedom Feel like creeping death Hands on the clock never seem to slow Lives are growing weary Where do we go Dreams of breaking free from the haunted grind Far but in our minds they're easy to find In the shadows of the night Can we ever be bold Lest the grip of the mill loosens its hold Grinding down to flour Hearts in overtime Legs giving way but they say it's just fine Whispers in the corners A tale left untold We're all scared of the family Losing our hold