Song Description

6/4 (and 6/8) driving "broodfest", lamenting humanity's inability to work together towards a common goal; survival.

Lyrics

There?s an impending anonymity that stalks us while we sleep A haunting abject isolation A deafening ambiguity in the company we keep A wanting sense of certainty in everything we thought we knew Is our time over Have we come to A time when Faceless names that breed in shadows raise their seething eyes Nameless face of cold defiance speaks its souless lies When bated breath and trembling fingers rip our worthless lives away There?s a crippling clutch, an addiction that grips us deep inside For tethered wounds and lacerations A rippling touch, an affliction, eclipsed the changing tide Forever tainting the memory of everything that we?ve been through Is our time over Have we come to A time when Faceless names that breed in shadows raise their seething eyes and the Nameless face of cold defiance speaks its souless lies When bated breath and trembling hands conceal the light of day And waste our worthless lives away We're but a lonely few But we'll keep on drifting. when Faceless names that breed in shadows raise their seething eyes and the Nameless face of cold defiance speaks its souless lies When bated breath and trembling hands conceal the light of day And waste our worthless lives away