Our threads unravel with time
Age defying altruistic vice
Your choice is never your own
The voice, voiceless victim of life
All we are
Is all the same
On and and on
Since we became
Children of light
Dark and Divine
Wandering lost in illusions of fate
All we are
Is all the same
The weave has begun to unravel
The weavers no story to tell
Existence is vacant and shallow
This life is now a shell
The vultures beginning to circle
Prayers to prey on the weak
The lambs are led to slaughter
They smile from cheek to cheek
