Voices
Crimson Tears
Unconscious minds misguided end up seeing red
Sacrificing their own kind
Nobody listens to the voices of the dead
Justification comes from beyond
as we are spinning around and around at the wheel of retribution
hear their voices there again
screaming under the ground afraid
remains of lost souls dead in vain
burned to ashes in anguish and pain
hear their voices there again
so many innocent getting the blame
"revenge!" corroded through our brain
Like medieval warriors who fought on their crusades
We're leaving behind a bloody trail,
Weapons have changed but still the reasoning remains
Suburban inquisition reigns