Dire Times 🅴 | Temporal Abyss

"This is how the world ends… Not with a bang, but a whimper.” 🎵 Yeah! 🎵 Fire, encompass my being Ire, ignorant and seething Death bound prophets Leading their flock to their soul death Gods: Unfound Hatred: Unbound Dire times for the blind Dire times, rip out my eyes. (We are all lost) In ourselves (Forgot the cost) Beyond all else A twisted symphony of vitriol and pandering Divided for a dividend Worship the bomb And cry when it brings our end (Bring our end, bring our end) (Hang your head, hang your head) You died doing what you love Killing your kin for the voices above What happens when the pendulum's swings shallow? Kill your countrymen and blame it on your shadow? (We are not in control) (We own nothing) (We die empty-handed) (Without the luxury of a soul) What is your worth? What is your worth? What is your worth In the eyes of your maker? 🎵 Prayers: Empty Hatred: Aplenty 🎵 Dire times for the blind. Dire times, rip out my eyes. (We are all lost) In ourselves (Forgot the cost) Beyond all else A twisted symphony of vitriol and pandering Divided for a dividend Worship the bomb And cry when it brings our end (Bring our end) (Bring our end) Dire times to be blind Dire times, tear out my fucking eyes 🎵