Hacksaw To The Throat

White washed bleeding sky
Breathing vision slowly dies
Enclosed a capsule
No mind no desire
A violent revolution
A poisoned awakening
Choking cold... asphyxiation...
Five deaths... kill temptation
Worlds wasted on yesterdays tears guided into tragedy
Stale breath, no promises left to keep
Enclosed a capsule
No mind no desire
A violent revolution
A poisoned awakening
Tonight the air is grey with death
The end is all I hear
Remaining a dying echo
Blinded cold and fading
White washed bleeding sky
Breathing vision slowly dies