Reflections Lyrics

Lamentations for
A grieving soul
Taken aback
By pompous scoundrels
Infectious
Bitter rage
plagues
The core of our instability
Grounded as generations
Come to pass
Accepting the new disease
Come dance with me
They say to thee
From your illuminated screen

Divide
Is a constant conquest
Subtle
Is their true intention
But doubt will keep them

Free
As consequences
Roll off their backs
Pardon me
As accusations
Don't mean a thing

*Reflections
Of the beast
Rips away
Democracy*

Docile is for the weak
To pray and never speak
Arise!!!
Step forward
Get off your knees
Come forward
And bleed with me