Death Trap

The claimed profits of the future daysA handfull of stones, a mouthfull of graceJustifying the need for the sacrificeThe black plague of trust in the blindman's eyesThe fear, the loss, the blood As we sit out our dissolutionUnseen, unsaid, undone,As we sit out our dissolutionSetting off death trapAs the stones being thrown, new commandments being said With ignorance raised, the price of life setBy the time the new truth has been totalisedThe right over life would be legalisedThe words been left unsaid The stand that's left unheldThe fear that took us down The dissolution The fear, the loss, the blood As we sit out our dissolutionUnseen, unsaid, undone,As we sit out our dissolutionSetting off death trap