We carnage for a taste of proof We carnage for a taste of proof
Deprived of our chance to individuate Branded names that determine our minds Bound at inference the blind beget the blind
It's when there's silence you try to run It's that sickness inside that you numb
We carnage for a taste of proof We carnage for a taste of proof
False conjecture from the wise turns to truth Chronic creation into something alien
It's when there's silence you try to run It's that sickness inside that you numb
We carnage for a taste of proof We carnage for a taste of proof
Stripped of everything unveils what's real But that's impossible until we can erase memories
We carnage for a taste of proof We carnage for a taste of proof More from Within the Eddy