from by Sailing On



Bloodthirsty rotten fangs
Tiptoe around cadavers’ heads
The monsters are awake
Up to split-up the innocent.

Tired eyes are glued to flickering lights.
Jaded minds trapped in the past.

Are you the victim or are you the one
Who sits comfortably at home
When another bomb
Goes off. When will it be enough?

Muted mouths - by food unfit to eat.
Numb hands that always forget.
“A spoonful of sugar helps the medicine go down.
Numbers will always outbid spoken words
Hearts sigh so heavy, kings cave in under their crown.
The impostum is about to burst.

Attracted by light like blindfolded flies
How much does it take to see?
The monsters are we.


from Hinterland, released July 15, 2011



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