Feast Is Over

I've been living under the gun and it's taking aim For all the hearts of the faithful, the blinded, the weakest minded The ones who can't speak We never knew what were up against 'til it's too late A restless crowd on the hunt for a victim A headless presence rips us open You took the first step just to be roped in The ship has sunk yet you still grab anchors Citizens die with their eyes open Citizens will die with their eyes wide open Restrained by our fate This is accepted by most, desired by fearless serpents The graves that we dug Were always way too shallow We took the first step, now find your purpose The ship has sunk yet you still grab anchors His eyes are fixed on curtains Bring on the bait and switch I see right through it From the first, to the last, you changed the past Our deaths creep in slowly Divisive acts rewarded with a roaring Send it all back Exist in failure while they run free --- Feast Is Over - Johnny Booth