Clocks
Cerebral Cortex
Disease continues to spread amongst them allWe choose our path as we watch them fallAs we watch them fallBodies stacked begin to imitate the great pyramids of GizaOur eyes are astonished by the distinctive beauty of mysteryThat surrounds us quietlyBlank stares, our senses refuse to believeWe have no choice but to accept this fateFor years mankind seems to have ignored thisIt is as if we have lost ourselvesWe turn our heads as we watch them fallWe turn our heads as we see the worldWe turn our heads as we watch them fallWe turn our heads as we see the world
From Letras Mania