Our world is selfish and ripping apart you and me
Take the bones of family home and eat the ashes
Our world is facing a sky of fire and dancing in the twilight of disaster
What leaders are you to hold our hands?
When your perversion doesn’t meet their demands
Soon our starlit sky will turn black
What makers are we when men become what they see?
(Stigma)
Vicious violent entities
Ghosts of the unknown and you call them heroes
We’re all starving and engorging ourselves