The nails that penetrate our casket once held together 
the bridge we burnedThe complacent fools that we are, 
no hope to ever learn
Sinking deeper into every inch of my turgid wanton skin
Cryptic pleas escape from my tongue, Will this massacre 
ever end?
Brandishing their tools of darkness, blessed be the 
wicked ones
Jackals perched on top of the world, seeing all that is 
to come
The soil rots in green obsession, darkened sky reveals 
our plight
Midnight marks the recognition of their silent play in 
black and white.
Hail, hail  Destruction of the deities
Lead to  Venerate the guillotine
Inject  Needles piercing dying skies
Watch this silent play go by
Pushing  The envelope a little bit
Further  Than it was ever meant to be
Invoke  The knives into your stagnant eyes
Death to your silent play in black and white.
Images of sanguine memories remind us of what we once 
were
Forgiveness is not an option, vengeance is what we 
prefer
Slamming door decapitation, overtaken by a scarlet tint
Americult Gomorrization, they never got the hint
Angels mourn the absence of wings, things made sense 
when blood would shed
Holding hands down the primrose path where we would 
inevitably be lead
Now is the time to fight the hand that bleeds you, that 
razes everything in sight
Hope lies dormant until the day when we reject their 
silent play in black and white.
Calling  Incantation for demise
Homicide  Of all who we have walked behind
Conflagrate  Bonfire fueled by their lie
Watch this silent play go by
Swallow  Into your heart a thousand pins
Baptized  In your fetid blood again
No hope  Consumption of the soul is nigh
Death to your silent play in black and white.
Blind men scream the horrors they see to a nation of 
the deaf
Lined up for a cut at the wrist to take your mind off 
the stinging bullet.
You are as beautiful as a shotgun blast to the head
You meant the world to me; a world of lies
So now write a symphony with the cries of your dead
As I cut the sordid throat of your approach of 
genocide.
A soft strand of silken hair twists itself into a 
noose.
The seraphim who take their flight adorn themselves in 
scabs
Lacerated retinas allow the rise of darkness
Razors slice infantile wrists, viridian flows through
Eternal oceanic embrace has become you.
Malevolent fingertips pinch out the ashen sun
Mindless blinded lemmings march off their cliff into a 
new day
This is what has become of the so-called human race
You would be so gorgeous if I stabbed you in the face.
Time has been lost in your violent ambition to drain 
yourself dry
I cannot be murdered tonight, sadly
Tonight the sky will be ignited by a thousand burning 
angels
I cannot be murdered tonight
Too bad I've already murdered myself.