Indentured now as servants trapped beneath the weight
Bone crushing reality that snared the hand of fate
Saviours to soldiers all are perilous in mind

To starve a nation yet and pander to its pride.

Chorus:

Concealed within
Apathy routine
And yet we preach.


Can you believe that people never thought of asking?
What more do we forfeit when scared of the unmasking.


Chorus


Dead as the prophets warning
Drowned in the same mire
In carnival of souls

We march to expire.

Broken the wreckage points to constant self renewal

So treat the symptoms once more, blind to the fall.

Chorus


Dead as the prophets warning
Drowned in the same mire

In carnival of souls
We march to expire
And through the degradation

Passed by a single cause
This through control is reason
Enslaved forevermore.