Let the wind brush across our skin, pulling away all the mistakes that we’ve made.
Leaving the air unfit to breathe, laced with the flaws of humanity.
Forced to hold all the excess we create,
Forced to break under the will of society.
Bleed out the veins of innocence,
Drain the elegance from this earth.
Pave over every paradise, spout lies of progress
to mask the genocide.
Bred from greed, raised in apathy.
Birds of prey, come to feed on all thats left.
Scour through every inch of life,
There will be nothing left to destroy.
We are the end.
With Time Comes The Comfort
- Birds of Prey
- Settled Ground
- Faded Youth
- Bring Me Back
- Too Far Gone
- Locked Inside
- Dead Ends